I need a drink, i need a drink So i can think of a way out Of this mess that i'm in I need a smoke, who doesn't need a smoke these days So i can cope with the emails, the inbox And the wages of sin And it ain't even 9, in the morning Sorry i'm late I need a line, i need a line So i can wake up after the beers and the laughter of last night I need a line, who doesn't need a line these days Coz i'm tired of romancing, and i just wanna keep dancing with snow white
And it ain't even 9 in the morning Sorry i'm late I need a drink, i need a drink To see through the smoke and the mirrors and the secrets and lies in this town And i need a smoke, who doesn't need a smoke these days So i can make my day look pretty as she f**s me til the sun goes down And it's ain't even 9, in the morning And i'll be just fine once i get what i want Sorry i'm late