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 Hit my snooze alarm for the twenty seventh time Just don't feel like goin' to work - I think I'll call my boss, then I'm Gonna hack and cough and wheeze Swear I got some strange disease What's that little twerp gonna say Hey
  I'm callin' in sick today
  Callin' in sick today
  I could shine my pennies or clean my lava lamp I could spend all day in my underwear wathing 'Ernest Goes To Camp' I could sit and count my hair I could burp my Tupperware I'm not busy anyway Hey
  I'm callin' in sick today
  Callin' in sick today
  Ain't goin' to work, no way
  Callin' in sick today
  I can do anything I want to I am invincible now I'm on fire, baby I'm alive, I'm alive, can you hear me, world? I'm alive
  Maybe I'll spend all day staring at the sun And trying not to squint Maybe I'll make a huge color tapestry from My belly button lint When I'm sick of takin' abuse I just make up some lame excuse Freedom's just seven digits away Hey I'm callin' in sick today
  Callin' in sick today
  Ain't gonna work, no way
  Callin' in sick today 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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