Uh, and it just keeps goin (yeah) And it just keeps
So I'm in the airport getting ready to leave Heading to a friend's wedding in the N.Y.C. But my head has been spinning, I'm forgetting to eat All this jet setting has been really getting to me It's already 11:20, I'm ready to sleep But instead I end up sitting in a 27-C An aisle seat, fine by me But the guy that's inside's always trying to pee With a wild child behind me, he's crying and keeps Flipping out and kicking at me while he violently screams So I silently plea, oh God, please Let there be a honey sitting 27-B But of course some morbidly obese Beast is in the seat that wheezes when he breathes Dude sitting D is at least three deep And he keeps telling me what is wrong with his knees (I got bad knees) Osgood-Schlatter, just need water But for a bottle they charge two dollars (what?) And when I thought that it couldn't get worse I forgot my iPod
[Chorus] I'm having a bad day Nothing ever seems to go my way Everybody needs to go away Why? Because I'm having a bad day, yeah Hey hey, and it just keeps going (keep going) And it just keeps (going on!) And it just keeps going (keep going) And it just keeps (going on)
So four hours and turbulence We land when I'm about to turd in my pants But the captain has "Seat belt fastened" So my ass is just passing gas and Then at last I escaped from the plane When I'm minutes away from clinically insane I make my way towards baggage claim When I hear a high-pitched voice scream my name (Asher!) Some dumb bitch I went to high school with While she's sweating she's telling me she likes my shit I just smile and think, 'bout how great it would be If I could just hit this chick with a quick leg sweep (leg sweep) So I pick up my L.L. Bean And beeline for the next taxi In need of weed, and boxer briefs But my bag's only got Maxi's
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I check in to my hotel room And I pick up my cell phone to dial the groom Tell him my mood and I'm ordering food And I'm probably gonna stay in and watch a movie But the tube has no HBO (what?) So anything I want, yo I'm paying fo' But I'm lame and broke, so I'm laying in a robe Watching that "Little People, Big World" show Right then there's a knock at the door It's my last hope for a Spanish whore Who will change my sheets in exchange for penis "Hi, I've lost my cat; have you seen it?" Jesus, this day is the worst At least I can give Little Me a jerk And then go to sleep, healthy and disease-less It guess it could be worse; but I'm just
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