What am I to do with my afternoons What am I to do with my evenings Without you, without you I've never gotten used to these endings You must have thought
: What am I to do with my afternoons What am I to do with my evenings Without you, without you I've never gotten used to these endings You must have
It's Monday afternoon and I'm drinking again And I know I promised you that the Lord would be my friend But the Lord and I don't get along so very good
: It's Monday afternoon and I'm drinking again And I know I promised you that the Lord would be my friend But the Lord and I don't get along so very
