I drank myself to sleep Then slept right through the week I know its sad to say Things never go your way Finished my glass and paid my tab Threw up my hand and called a cab I know it's sad to say I'm wishing my week away I know you're full of stress Honey pull up that dress I know it's bad enough But girl you like It rough Finished my glass and paid my tab Threw up my hand and called a cab I know it's sad to say I'm wishing my week away I lit my cigarette Tried so hard to forget I know this week will pass us Put on my dark sunglasses Finished my glass and paid my tab Threw up my hand and called a cab I know it's sad to say I'm wishing my week away