Teksty: Julie Roberts. Wake Up Older.

Slept in my makeup
Didn't get my teeth brushed
I crashed on the couch
And now my mouth tastes like yesterday's news

Well, hello Jim Beam
Oh, the places you've seen
If only you could talk
You'd tell me why he walked out on me and you

Oh, the things lovers do when it's over
Oh, the things lovers do when it's done
Find a cool bottle or a warm shoulder
Wake up older and try to move on

I drove around last night
Thinkin' 'bout our last fight
I cruised by your house
And all the lights were out and you were gone

So I found me a stranger
With his comforting danger
But I thought about you
The whole time we were gettin' it on

Oh, the things lovers do when it's over
Oh, the things lovers do when it's done
Find a cool bottle or a warm shoulder
Wake up older and try to move on
Find a cool bottle or a warm shoulder
Wake up older, wake up older

Slept in my makeup
Didn't get my teeth brushed
I crashed on the couch
And now my mouth tastes like yesterday's news