wishin' my week away

i drank myself to sleep

then slept right through the week

i know its sad to say

things never go your way

finished my glass and paid my tab

threw up my hand and called a cab

i know it's sad to say

i'm wishing my week away

i know you're full of stress

honey pull up that dress

i know it's bad enough

but girl you like it rough

finished my glass and paid my tab

threw up my hand and called a cab

i know it's sad to say

i'm wishing my week away

i lit my cigarette

tried so hard to forget

i know this week will pass us

put on my dark sunglasses

finished my glass and paid my tab

threw up my hand and called a cab

i know it's sad to say

i'm wishing my week away

i'm wishing my week away

i'm wishing my week away