The Hangover Song

Lyrics

When you wake up in the morning of the night before And there's someone knockin' on your front door And you haven't got a drink and you're sick to the core You've got what they call a hangover Well, your head is splittin' and your stomach's in pain And you tremble when you hear that knock again And you're certain that the knocker is the law, that's plain Oh, you think the worst with a hangover Well, you try to think back on the night before You have a vague recollection but you're not too sure You were out with a woman––it's her husband for sure It's a dreadful thing, a hangover Mmmm Oh, you drove home drunk but you think you were right But you seem to recall goin' through red lights It's the law at the door and he's got you in his sights It all looks bad with a hangover Oh, you look into the mirror and you've got a black eye And there's blood on your shirt from the other guy Must be him at the door––I wish I could die Would be better than this hangover Well, you pluck up courage and you open up the door Expecting a punch or a bluey from the law Or a jealous husband with a gun in his paw At least it would end this hangover Mmmm Well, strike me pink, you near drop dead Why it's Don and Bert and Stan and Ned With a carton of coldies for your aching head Medicine for a hangover Well, you start to recover when you get a couple down You think things over––oh, weren't you a clown To worry if the law or a husband came 'round Oh, it must have been a bad hangover So you all head off to the local once more And you're a little self-conscious as you walk through the door But at closing time you're as bad as before And you're in for another hangover Oh, show me the way to go home 'Cause you're in for another hangover