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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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