Patrice Wilson - Sunday lyrics

[Verse 1] 3 p.m., waking up in my vomit God, I got trashed; where the f**'s my hair? Who the hell is that? Why does she have a plunger? Vision impaired, is that a baby? Dick itches a lot, who wrote on my stomach? What the f** happened last night? Man, I got messed up! What's with this chick? Chicken in my front teeth, something tastes like a** crème Gotta get my mind straight Who stole my CD's? [Hook 1] It's Sunday, Sunday What went down on Saturday? Last thing I remember was punching a midget Sunday, Sunday Feeling down on Sunday What the hell, is my a**hole covered in lipstick? Party and partyin', YEAH! Party and partyin', NO! Fun, fun, fun, fun But now I think I have herpes... [Verse 2] 4:63, and I cannot tell time straight My dog is dead, I need time to cry... Done done, think about lunch Who stole my Chex Mix? I get pissed, I need to piss This girl is still pa**ed out, ayy She has tits, I'll grab tits She won't know it! Chicken in the bathroom Toilet filled with a** juice God, I gotta clean up But first I must shave... my penis [Hook 2] It's Sunday, Sunday What went down on Saturday? I think I remember eating doggy biscuits Sunday, Sunday I don't remember Saturday I don't know what to do, I'll just grab this chicks tits! Party and partyin', YEAH! Party and partyin', NO! Fun, fun, fun, fun I don't think it was really that fun... [Verse 3] Yesterday was Saturday Today it is Sunday We, we, we so hung-over We don't remember Why am I saying we, it's only me... Tomorrow is... um... And someday comes after... REMIX! Now I feel like 50 Tyson! [Verse 4] 50... Tyson! 50 Tyson! Westside B., Minnesota It's... Friday... That's what it is... Today is Friday Yesterday was tomorrow... Rebecca Black in the house Tyson! [Hook 1] [Hook 2]