Lyrics

Man, when he wakes up he's gonna hate me That shower's gonna be cold Cause them bills ain't paid He'll get to work late Cause the car's been towed away Man, when he gets home he will be lonely You should have heard the way she yelled at him Sounds like she's had enough It's gonna take some work to get her back again But that's tomorrow me's problems Got more pressing things at hand Like who'll fill this glass I'm holding Or if I got up, could I even stand I got a lot of worries bringing me down But Friday night just ain't the time to solve them So I drown my troubles In these two-for-one doubles And tonight forget who I am And tomorrow me's problems Man, I hope he'll forgive me Ain't no turning back now I'm knee-deep in shots So I'll leave it to him Some things he might fix some things he might not But that's tomorrow me's problems Got more pressing things at hand Like who'll fill this glass I'm holding Or if I got up, could I even stand I got a lot of worries bringing me down But Friday night just ain't the time to solve them So I drown my troubles In these two-for-one doubles And tonight forget who I am And tomorrow me's problems But that's tomorrow me's problems Got more pressing things at hand Like who'll fill this glass I'm holding Or if I got up, could I even stand I got a lot of worries bringing me down But Friday night just ain't the time to solve them So I drown my troubles In these two-for-one doubles And tonight forget who I am And tomorrow me's problems That's tomorrow me's problems
Writer(s): Gary John-paul Quinn, William Cody Pennington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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