Break

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 Jägers 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 Jägers 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 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