Oh what a sin, looks like I slept in And I'm gonna be a little bit late My therapy began again To mend my broken heart again And happy hour's over at eight
Now I don't keep score No not any more You know I've seen a slamming door A time or two before I know I'm gonna get through I'm just a little hungover you
Headaches and heartaches will end Bring me aspirin my friends What I need is some laughs To get me back on a roll Then I'm back on the mend Back in the saddle again And I'm the winner of the bar stool rodeo
Now I don't get sore, I don't cry any more I've seen a bar floor a time or two before I know I'm gonna pull through I'm just a little hungover you..
So bar keep won'tcha pick me The longest hair of that dog that bit me And pull his sharpest tooth Pour me the highest proof that these low down blues equip me
Well, I sure had fun when I was your number one But now I'm standing in number two Now I'm changing my shoes I'm just a little hungover you...
Meanwhile back at the bar I show off another scar From using my heart for bait Another false start of mine Back to the end of the line Well, true love is gonna have to wait
Well, I sure had fun when I was your number one But now I'm standing in number two Now I'm changing my shoes I'm gonna sing a little blues I'm just a little hungover you...
Hey bar keep won't ya pick me The longest hair of that dog that bit me Pull me his sharpest tooth Pour me your highest proof that these low down blues equip me
There's a girl at the bar The twinkle's gone out of her star 100 tear drops on her shoes And though her head's hung low I think that's someone I know
Is that a little hungover you? Is that a little hungover you? Is that a little hungover you?