From sun-up to sun-down
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Decisions make my head spin round
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Make me drunk, sick and tired
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Keep me up 'till I retire
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And while I could be out bar hopping
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Meat market, rocker-chick shopping
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Out there, chasing my dick
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In it's never-ending search for chicks
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But, I'd rather be sleeping
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In my bed, crashed out
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A slice of death, wrapped up
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All in wool, passed out
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Drunk, you stupid fool
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No more waking hassles
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Weary of the daily battles
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So on my bed, I lay curled
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A "could be" man of the world
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But, I'd rather be sleeping
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In my bed, crashed out
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A slice of death, wrapped up
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All in wool, passed out
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Drunk, you stupid fool
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I'd Rather Be Sleeping
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| D.R.I. |
