Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers - A Little Hungover You lyrics

Oh, what a sin looks like I slept in And I'm a gonna be a little bit late My therapy began again to mend my broken heart again When happy hour's over at eight Now I don't keep score, no not anymore You see I seen a slammin' door time or two before I know I'm gonna get through I'm just a little hung over you… Headaches and heartaches will end Bring me aspirin my friends What I need is some laughs to get me back on the road Then I'm back on the mend back in the saddle again And I'm the winner of the barstool rodeo And now I don't get sore, I don't cry anymore I've seen a barroom floor a time or two before I know I'm gonna pull through I'm just a little hung over you…. (Chorus) So barkeep won'tcha pick me the longest hair of that goddamn dog that bit me And pull his sharpest tooth That'd be the highest proof of your lowest grade booze Yes, we sure had fun when I was her number one But now I'm standing' in number two But now I'm changing my shoes I'm just a little hung over you Meanwhile back at the bar I show off another scar And my friends all say it looks great Another false start of mine, back to the end of the line Where true love is-a-gonna have to wait Well I sure had fun when I was your number one But now I'm standing in number two But now I'm changing my shoes I'm gonna sing a little blues I'm just a little hung over you (Chorus) Barkeep won'tcha hit me... …there's a girl at the bar the twinkle's burned out of her star a hundred teardrops on her shoes… And though her head's hung low I think it's someone I know Is that little hung over you? Is that little hung over you?