Bad Day

Lyrics for Bad Day

Uhh... And it just keeps going (yeah) And it just keeps... (Verse 1) So I'm in the airport getting ready to leave Headed to a friends wedding in the NYC But my head's been spinning, I'm forgettin to eat All this jet setting has been getting to me It's already 11: 20, I'm ready to sleep But instead I end up sitting in a 27C An aisle seat, fine by me, But the guy that's insides always trying to pee With a wild child behind me that's crying and keeps Flippin out and kickin at me while it violently screams So I silently plea "Oh God, please, Let there be a hotty sitting in 27B But of course a morbidly obese beast is in the seat that wheezes when it breaths Dude sitting D is at least three deep and he keeps telling me what's wrong with his knees Osgood Schlatters, just need water But for a bottle they charge two dollars And when I thought that it couldn't get worse, I forgot my ipod. (Chorus) Ohh.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 Uhh. and it just keeps going, and it just keeps... And it just keeps going, and it just keeps... (Verse 2) So 4 hours of turbulence We land and I'm about to turd in my pants But the captain is seatbelt fastened So my ass is just passin gas'n And at last i escape from the plane When I'm minutes away from clinical insane I make my way towards baggage claim When I hear a high pitch voice screaming my name Some dumb bitch I went to high school with While shes sweating she tells me that she likes my shit I just smile and think about how great it would be If I could just hit this chick with a quick leg sweep So I pick up my L.L. Bean and B-Line for the next taxi In need of weed and boxer briefs But my bags only got Maxis (Chorus) (Verse 3) I check in to my hotel room And I pick up my cellphone and dial the groom Tell him my mood and how I ordering food And I'm probably gonna stay in and watch a movie But the tube has no HBO So anything I want 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 I guess it could be worse but I'm just... (Chorus)