I'm hungover again
And I'm in a lot of pain
Won't somebody please fetch me a glass of water
There's spiders in my head
And I can't get out of bed
What a way to spend a Sunday morning
Hang... hangover
Hang... hangover
I woke up with two black eyes
And I can't remember why
Won't somebody please fetch me a glass of water
I've thrown up on my clothes
And the launderette is closed
What a way to spend a Sunday morning
