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When The Hangover Strikes - Squeeze
Written by:Chris Difford/Glenn Tilbrook
When the hangover strikes
And I open my post
And the coffee is on
And I'm burning my toast
I let the battle commence
I see a sun in the trees
And a draught at the door
With my head in my lap
There's a day
To explore
But I'm left without sense
As the hangover strikes
And I turn on the tap
But the water's too loud
And I'm caged by the fact
That the battle's not lost
Is it the hair of the dog
Or the baa of a lamb
In a sheepish attempt
To be half
Of the man
That I might be
Or was
Poor poor poor shaken one
Pour pour
Pour me another one another one
When the hangover strikes
And a mirror reveals
That it's midnight or bust
And a drink does appeal
Now the battle is won
So the cure of the can
Pours it's heart out on me
Though I'm feeling locked up
But I can't find the key
Well no damage was done
Poor poor poor shaken one
Pour pour
Pour me another one another one
Then it's on the sky
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