[ Featuring All His Friends ]
Woke up this morning, with blood shot eyes
Stale coffee in kitchen, I thought I died
You ain't seen nothin' til you blacked out
Another day hungover in Brooklyn
Well I go walkin' down the block
To the corner where the beers only two dollars a pop
I crack her open and chug her down
Another day hungover in Brooklyn
I ain't seen daylight in 17 nights
I drink to forgiveness then start a fight
Big man at the front door done kicked me out
Another day hungover in Brooklyn
Well I go walkin' down the block
To the corner where the whiskeys only two dollars a shot
So set em up Joe, I'll slug 'em down
Another day hungover in Brooklyn
Suppose I should quit now, while I'm ahead
Maybe just one more, but I'm out of bread
I reach for the handle and pour my own
Another day kicked out of Brooklyn again
Well I go walkin' down the block
To the bar where the drinks free if you know how to talk
So I'm washin' dishes to pay my tab
Another day hungover in brooklyn
Another day kicked out of Brooklyn again
Another day hungover in Brooklyn
