歌词
Bottom’s up
Kick it and I feel it coming
Coming over, coming up
Not enough
Sneaky but I’m feeling solid
Would never touch no other stuff
No one can see me, nobody got a hunch
That I had two jaegers for lunch
Bottom’s up
Kick it yeah I feel another
Coming over, coming up
Living seems so easy
When I hit the weekend
Saturday is greasy
Sunday I’m in pieces
Living seems so easy
Think about it weekly
Monday I’ll be weeping
Friday won’t be sleeping
And then I call you too late
And in your voice there’ll be hate
A drunken heart starts to break
B-break break B-B-B-Break break
And I beg baby baby no wait
I’ve got a few things to say
When you hang up my heart breaks B-break break B-B-B-Break break
Pour it up
You’re supposed to be my Gromit
Now I’m Wallace on the clock
Like a pup
Probably humping everybody
But I’ll want you when you stop
I can see you, I’ve got more than a hunch
That you had two jaegers for lunch
Want no scrub
I’ll be cleaning when you vomit
You just want me for my cock, cock, cock, cock
Living seems so easy
When you hit the weekend
Saturday is greasy
Sunday I’m in pieces
Living seems so easy
Thinking ‘bout it weekly
Monday I’ll be weeping
Fun day won’t be sleeping
Yeah when I call you too late
In your voice there’ll be hate
A drunken heart starts to break
B-break
And I beg baby baby no wait
I’ve got a few things to say
When you hang up my heart breaks
B-break