Wrong Side of the Bed Lyrics

Hep, Hep

Pick it up, pick em up, pick em up, stick em up, put em up now

Strike

One, two, one, two, three, four

The long and windy road is where I get most tread

Alarm clocks going off I woke up on the wrong side of the bed

I know you know, a little off tempo

Sometimes life blows oh yea

Either way I see it there's a black cloud over my head

And I don't like the way that things are going

I can't help but to do some bitchin' and moaning

Monkey wrenches is what life's throwing

I'm always reaping but I'm never sewing

That's why the wrong side of the bed that is where I'm going

The wrong side of the bed that is where I'm sewn in

The wrong side of the bed is where I feel at home in

The wrong side of the bed is where I'm going

Life's a traffic jam when all the lights are red

My glass it seems half empty, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed

If I could I would, carry a rabbits foot

Turn my bad luck good oh yea

But either way I see it there's a black cloud over my head

And I don't like the way that things are going

I can't help but to do some bitchin' and moaning

Monkey wrenches is what life's throwing

I'm always reaping but I'm never sewing

That's why the wrong side of the bed that is where I'm going

The wrong side of the bed that is where I'm sewn in

The wrong side of the bed is where I feel at home in

The wrong side of the bed is where I'm going