Hot tea & candlelight
You would make this evening right
Sip champagne til morning light
Early alarm - I'm not alright
Stumble, fumble, pushing snooze
Coffee clears my Tuesday blues
Eyes are cloudy hair's a mess
You'd be lying if you said I looked nice in this dress
Nine-to-five or home in bed?
I'd like it if we slept instead
Called in sick to stay with you
We can still cuddle, it's just the bottle flu
Laugh it off it's all okay
Wednesday brings another day
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