11:30 boy I'm tired of this
Same old job keeps me living in shifts
I need a break so I don't end up in jail
A broken sink, and my gas tanks leaking again
One more thing to rob my savings again
I need a break so I can remember the weekend
It's Monday
There I go I guess I'm falling into the same old stupid same old
I need a cup of coffee and a folding chair
10 more minutes and I'll be right there
Getting angry two more hours of this
Can make a girl think bout throwing a fit
At the first one who tries calling her out
Maybe someday someone will knock at my door
Maybe they'll say we're part of the prize patrol
‘Til then it looks likes dishes for me
My dream
There I go I guess I'm falling into the same old stupid same old
I need a cup of coffee and a folding chair
10 more minutes and I'll be right there
My dream is to swim in warm blue seas
Somewhere no one does the dishes and I won't even care
Here I go that’s it I’m walking, out of the same old stupid same old
Get me a margarita and the ocean air
10 more minutes and I
There I go I guess I'm falling into the same old stupid same old
I need a cup of coffee and a folding chair
10 more minutes and I
I’m outta here
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