Hangover - America

Written by Dewey Bunnell, ©1980
Found on Alibi.

Who's that knockin' on my door this mornin'
Can't they see I'm dead
There ain't nothin' left to do this mornin'
'Cept to make it to my bed

I was out till all hours
Raisin' Cain once again
I don't care about the hours
Only how much did I spend

'Cause I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay

I started slow after sundown
I tiptoed right up till ten
Then after while I went downtown
It was the beginning of my end

Now I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay

Oh, how am I gonna stake my claim on the future
When I cannot lift my head
Oh, I ain't nothin' but a drunken loser
And my liver's overfed

'Cause I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
'Cause I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay

Now I got a hangover
I won't make it through the day
'Cause I got a hangover
So just leave me where I lay
So just leave me where I lay