(Verse)
Lady pass the aspirin, something’s gotta work
I know I did it to myself but man oh man it hurts
That second lost Martini, the one that went down real smooth
Set me on the bender with nothing left to lose
 [bad word] 
I just can’t apologize 
For what I did to myself
My bed’s an ocean lighter
And I can’t call for help
 [bad word] x2)
Yea baby, it hurts a bunch
Your girl’s got going and we’re having lunch
I promise I’mma dine, admit it’s the last time
I’ll never have a liquid lunch

(Verse)
I think I’ve got to seem the tends and many of them will leave
They think that it’s a party to laugh at all my greed
It must’ve been a doozy, I had 200 dreams
At least I found my pillow ‘cause I can’t find my keys
 [bad word] 2)
It’s hard to remember
All of the events
But I must’ve faded out
‘Cause all that’s left is 50 cents
 [bad word] x2)
Yea baby, it hurts a bunch
Your girl’s got going and we’re having lunch
I promise I’mma dine, admit it’s the last time
I’ll never have a liquid lunch

(Bridge)
Baby, I can call the pharmacy
They’ll bring something up, something up too sweet
Some exotic medicine to cure my every ill
With some kind of magic pill
 [bad word] 
I just can’t apologize 
For what I did to myself
My bed’s an ocean lighter
And I can’t call for help
 [bad word] x4)
Yea baby, it hurts a bunch
Your girl’s got going and we’re having lunch
I promise I’mma dine, admit it’s the last time
I’ll never have a liquid lunch