Supers**ers - Hungover Together lyrics

You're a fine desert flower, to these bloodshot eyes The sunset's got nothing on you. Each night finds me here, with a 12-pack of beer It's good, to wake-up near you My head is pounding, and I need a smoke But not as much as the touch of your skin And I must admit, that I feel like s**t And I'm late for work once again. And it's always good to see you my friend And to wake up hungover, together again I'll just lie here and watch you get dressed As I block the sun from my face Working ain't fair, so I'll drive you there Cuz I ain't going no place I can't find my shoes, and I can't find dress This is no way to start out the day Where the hell are my keys What's this bruise on my knee? What the hell did we do anyway last night. And it's always good to see you my friend And to wake up hungover, together again