Jesus, I'm freakin' I've had such a weekend I think I must be turning to G-o-d My girlfriend just dumped me And headed for the country For a boy who wears white s-o-cks I wish the papers were burning The Sun always coming around 'Cos Dad I am virtually freezing I'm working on this poor little s-o-ng Cos when the shit hits the fa-n You know I've always been an also ra-n Please, please understand Yes, I'm the day before yesterday's man (yeah!) Who-ooo-ooo The day before yeaterday The day before yeaterday Who-ooo-ooo My palms are sweat-ing I'm trying hard forgetting The things that I didn't even say There is nothing on the box And I'm getting desperate thoughts That I just can't keep at bay I wish the tables were turning That something was coming a-lo-ng Instead I'm virtually freaking Everything is going so wr-o-ng 'Cos when the shit hits the fa-n You know I've always been an also ra-n Please, please under-stand Yes, I'm the day before yesterday's m-an Who-ooo-ooo The day before yesterday The day before yesterday Who-ooo-ooo The day before yesterday The day before yesterday Who-ooo-ooo The day before yesterday The day before yesterday Jesus, I'm freakin' I've had such a weekend I think I must be turning to dust The day before yesterday