The Zutons It's the Little Things We Do song lyrics

Well, I woke this morning with a teardrop in my eye

Because last night it felt like the best night of my life

Now there's something that is wrong, rotting my insides

And I don't understand why my brain wants to die?

I had women, wine, party time and everything that mattered

And when I woke up today you know my brain was all in tatters

I had bits of lungs, shrapnel glass, cigarettes for breakfast

And my lips are blue, my toes are numb and I think I've got the shivers

It's the little things we do when we go out in the night

And it's pay day today just for having a good time

As your hangover unfolds, well, the questions will arrive

Why do I feel like death just for having a good time?

So I get up and go down the stairs, and I try to make a sandwich

But the ham and cheese, margarine they speak an evil language

Says, "Don't eat me, I don't deserve to be there in your stomach"

And I break on down and cry, why do good time turn to bummers?

It's the little things we do when we go out in the night

And it's pay day today just for having a good time

As your hangover unfolds, well, the questions will arrive

Why do I feel like death just for having a good time?

It's the little things we do when we go out in the night

And it's pay day today just for having a good time

As your hangover unfolds, well, the questions will arrive

Why do I feel like death just for having a good time?

It's the little things we do when we go out in the night

And it's pay day today just for having a good time

As your hangover unfolds, well, the questions will arrive

Why do I feel like death just for having a good time?