Jesus, I'm freakin'
I've had such a weekend
I think I must be turning to G-o-d
My girlfriend just dumped me
And headed for the country
For a boy who wears white s-o-cks
I wish the papers were burning
The Sun always coming around
'cos Dad I am virtually freezing
I'm working on this poor little s-o-ng
Cos when the sh** hits the fa-n
You know I've always been an also ra-n
Please, please understand
Yes, I'm the day before yesterday's man (yeah!)
Who-ooo-ooo
The day before yeaterday
The day before yeaterday
Who-ooo-ooo
My palms are sweat-ing
I'm trying hard forgetting
The things that I didn't even say
There is nothing on the box
And I'm getting desperate thoughts
That I just can't keep at bay
I wish the tables were turning
That something was coming a-lo-ng
Instead I'm virtually freaking
Everything is going so wr-o-ng
'cos when the sh** hits the fa-n
You know I've always been an also ra-n
Please, please under-stand
Yes, I'm the day before yesterday's m-an
Who-ooo-ooo
The day before yesterday
The day before yesterday
Who-ooo-ooo
The day before yesterday
The day before yesterday
Who-ooo-ooo
The day before yesterday
The day before yesterday
Jesus, I'm freakin'
I've had such a weekend
I think I must be turning to dust
The day before yesterday