Oh what a sin, looks like I slept in
And I'm gonna be a little bit late
My therapy began again
To mend my broken heart again
And happy hour's over at eight
Now I don't keep score
No not any more
You know I've seen a slamming door
A time or two before
I know I'm gonna get thru
I'm just a little hungover you
Headaches and heart aches will end
Bring me aspirin my friends
What I need is some laughs
To get me back on a roll
Then I'm back on the mend
Back in the saddle again
And I'm the winner of the bar stool rodeo
Now I don't get sore, I don't cry any more
I've seen a bar floor a time or two before
I know I'm gonna pull thru
I'm just a little hungover you
So bar keep won't ya pick me
The longest hair of that dog that bit me
And pull his sharpest tooth
Pour me the highest proof
that these low down blues equip me
Well I sure had fun when I was your number one
But now I'm standing in number two
Now I'm changing my shoes
I'm just a little hungover you
Meanwhile back at the bar
I show off another scar
From using my heart for bait
Another false start of mine
Back to the end of the line
Well true love is gonna have to wait
Well I sure had fun when I was your number one
But now I'm standing in number two
Now I'm changing my shoes
I'm gonna sing a little blues
I'm just a little hungover you
Hey bar keep won't ya pick me
The longest hair of that dog that bit me
And pull his sharpest tooth
Pour me the highest proof
that these low down blues equip me
There's a girl at the bar
The twinkle's gone out of her star
100 tear drops on her shoes
And though her head's hung low
I think that's someone I know
Is that a little hungover you
Is that a little hungover you
Is that a little hungover you