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Lady pass the aspirin, something’s gotta work I know I did it to myself but man oh man it hurts That second lost Martini, the one that went down real smooth Set me on the bender with nothing left to lose I just can’t apologize For what I did to myself My bed’s an ocean lighter And I can’t call for help Chorus Yeah baby, it hurts a bunch Your girl’s got going and we’re having lunch I promise I’mma dine, admit it’s the last time I’ll never have a liquid lunch I think I’ve got to seem the tends and many of them will leave They think that it’s a party to laugh at all my greed It must’ve been a doozy, I had 200 dreams At least I found my pillow ‘cause I can’t find my keys It’s hard to remember All of the events But I must’ve faded out ‘Cause all that’s left is 50 cents Letras de cancionesChorus Baby, I can call the pharmacy They’ll bring something up, something up too sweet Some exotic medicine to cure my every ill With some kind of magic pill I just can’t apologize For what I did to myself My bed’s an ocean lighter And I can’t call for help Chorus (Grazie a Paolo Nerrumo per questo testo) From Letras Mania