Hangover Mondays Lyrics - Singles - Brian Kirk And The Jirks

My bedroom smells like stale beer and cold McDonalds 

fries I woke up for my interview with mucus in my eyes 

My morning pee reminds me of a sprinkler I once stole, 

Do you know how hard it is to get 3 streams in I bowl 

Chorus 

Hangover Mondays- Tuesday looking great 

Hangover-over Monday- I burped to taste the dinner fries I ate 

My image in mirror keeps moving in frame 

To the rhythmic pulsing pounding of the blood in my 

brain It's- hard-.Its hard to find my toothbrush since its use 

the 

night before It gathered up a -hairball I when I found 

it on the floor Hangover Monday take a little Advil for 

the head Hangover Monday this is what my mother 

always said... 

Your liver gonna kill you 

your livers gonna kill you 

just wait and see 

So I'll get another one like David Crosby 

Hangover Monday's and Mickey Mantle 

Hangover Monday's after all this 

I'm sure a transplant I could handle 

I unplugged the phone sometime around four 

When my girlfriend called to yell at me about 

my arm around a whore 

I couldn't recall this woman as I scratched my throbbing head 

'Till I found her passed out naked on the floor besides my bed 

Hangover Monday's I woke her then I called a cab 

Hangover Monday's she told me that the sex was really bad