The night before..
I'm sitting here at work today,
Looking through my office window,
I see the trees, swaying in the breeze,
Whilst I'm inside feeling so low.
I woke this morning at half past four,
Sat up in bed, put my feet on the floor,
I placed my head into my hands,
Because it felt so, so sore.
The night before, I was out with my mates,
Drinking beer in the usual place,
I can promise now & clearly say,
Drinking's not good if you've work the next day.
I look at the clock and think to myself
Not long left now, its almost twelve.
The days seems to go, so damn slow,
Each bloomin' time I feel this low.
Next time I'll think the night before,
Eleven thirty's enough, then I'm out the door.
Then into a cab and home to bed,
This way I'll look after my precious little head.
~~ A little warning to all those who cannot say "no!"