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The zutons - It's the little things we do

Well I woke this morning with a tear drop in my eye,
Because last night it fell ,
,like the best night of my life.
Now there's something that is wrong rotting my insides.
And I don't understand why my brain wants to die.
I had women, wine, party time and everything that mattered.
And when I woke up today, you know,
my brain was all in tatters.
I had bits of my lungs, shrapnel, glass
and cigarettes for breakfast.
And my lips are blue, my toes are numb and
I think I've got the shivers.

It's the little things we do when you go out in the night.
And it's pay day today just for having a good time.
As your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive.
Why do I feel like death just for having a good time.

So I get up and go down the stairs
and try to make a sandwich.
But the ham and cheese, margarine,
they speak an evil language.
It says "don't eat me.
I dont deserve to be there in your stomach"
And I break on down and cry:
"Why do good times turn to bummers?"
It's the little things we do when you go out in the night.
And it's pay day today just for having a good time.
As your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive.
Why do i feel like death just for having a good time.

It's the little things we do when you go out in the night.
And it's pay day today just for having a good time.
As your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive.
Why do i feel like death just for having a good time.

It's the little things we do when you go out in the night.
And it's pay day today just for having a good time.
As your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive.
Why do i feel like death just for having a good tiiiimmmme.

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