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Bitch

by Widow

on Hard Rock Hits (2014), Heard It On the Radio, Vol. 2 (1999), Gone Too Far (1985)

Seven in the morning when I crawled out of bed
One of those days when I wish I was dead
When I feel like hell and I'm already (?)
(?)

I don't want to be friendly, I don't want to be nice
I just want to be alone so get out of my life
You're getting on my nerves, baby, pushing your luck
Don't call, don't phone 'cause I don't want to talk

God, what a drag when it's one of those days
Nothing you can do, no, nothing you can say
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)
Must have got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right)
That's right, that's right, oh yeah, that's right

And you know, it just don't get any better
Sometimes you crawl out of bed
And you feel like a son of a bitch

I can't be a lady, I can be so sweet
I can be a little angel and even say please
But sometimes, God, I just wake up mean
I can really be a bitch, I can really be obscene

If you're looking for a lady you're in the wrong place
If you're looking for a bitch look right in my face
One of those days I should get back in bed
Close the door, kill the lights and cover my head

God, what a drag when it's one of those days
Nothing you can do, no, nothing you can say
Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)
Must have got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right)
That's right, that's right, oh yeah, that's right

And you know, it just don't get any better
Sometimes you crawl out of bed
And you feel like a son of a bitch

God, what a drag when it's one of those days
Nothing you can do, no, nothing you can say
Ain't your fault that you got no friends
Must have got up on the wrong side of bed
That's right, that's right, oh yeah, that's right

And you know, it just don't get any better
Sometimes you crawl out of bed
And you feel like a son of a
Like a son of a bitch