I wake up smoke, write songs,
Drink, smoke, make out
That's my Monday
I wake up sleepy,
Hot, and boozy after noon
That's my Tuesday
If you're asking what I do
I wake up fully clothed
Face down against the phone
That's my Wednesday
I practice autographs
On unopened envelopes
That's my Thursday
If you're asking what I do
If you're asking what I do
I make a list of things that
I could buy if I had fifty grand
That's my Friday
I know today it's washing day
But I'm just gonna lie in bed
Til the sun goes down, down, down
If you're asking what I do
If you're asking what I do
Well away weepy lost,
And woozy thin and
Sick on Saturday
But I'll party just
To see if I can wash
These ills away by Sunday
If you're asking what I do
If you're asking what I do