Super Sunday

Woke up this morning, Poured me a glass, Got out of bed, With my right foot last, Looked in the mirror, My head feels tight, Today is Super Sunday from noon to night Tapping my feet, Pour in some gas, Shoulders are heavy, Draggin my ass, Down to the toolbox, To fix my block, Boys are crushing beers wasn't one one o'clock It's a Super Sunday, Plane is leaving now, One more day now its not over, One more day till I need to be sober, It's a Super Sunday, Plane is leaving now, One more day now its not over, One more day till I need to be sober, Some might say Sunday ain't for drinking, Its for chores and lists and that got me thinking, Get rid of the bottles, Get rid of the cans, Crack a few open using both my hands Drinking noon to night, Like I said before, Speaking of four, Think I'll have four more, Last nights a blur Today is gettin there Tomorrows in the air That's only fair It's a Super Sunday, Plane is leaving now, One more day now its not over, One more day till I need to be sober, It's a Super Sunday, Plane is leaving now, One more day now its not over, One more day till I need to be sober, Well its sunday again Day of rest I'm gonna have the rest of these beers Maybe I shouldn't talk like that its a holy day Holdin a few beers in my hand Don't you work tomorrow Yeah, yeah I do... Shit It's a Super Sunday, Plane is leaving now, One more day now its not over, One more day till I need to be sober, It's a Super Sunday, Plane is leaving now, One more day now its not over, One more day till I need to be sober,