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A hot new song called "Hangover" by American five-piece alternative rock band from Florida, Hey Monday surfaced recently. The song was released on their website heymondaymusic.com as they promised to release a new song when their facebook reached 200,000 people. It is off their first EP 'Beneath It All' to be released recently on August 17, 2010.
Listen below to Hangover by Hey Monday and sing along with the Hey Monday - Hangover lyric. Let us know what you think!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hit me out of nowhere like a car crash on the street suddenly colliding into me
Now, I'm broken, bruised and beat up tangled in my sheets
How can this feel so bad when you seem so good for me
Oh my god, what's wrong with my head
Sweating with the chills, still in my bed
Tell me how I'll ever make it through
It's the short hellos and the long goodbyes
The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
Makes me want to die
I've got the worst hangover from you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Swimming in the deep end trying to keep from turning blue
Danger danger hoping not to drown
Sinking in the quick sand just to walk right up to you
You're so easy to pick up and so hard to put down
Oh my god, what's wrong with my head
Sweating with the chills, still in my bed.
Tell me how I'll ever make it through (tell me how I'll ever make it through)
It's the short hellos and the long goodbyes
The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
Makes me want to die, I've got the worst hangover from you.
All that I really wanted was a habit I could drop
Anytime that I wanted to and what I really got was you
(No medicine is gonna cut it)
Oh my god, what's wrong with my head
Sweating with the chills, still in my bed.
Tell me how I'll ever make it through (tell me how I'll ever make it through)
It's the short hellos and the long goodbyes
The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
Makes me mp3junkyard.blogspot.com want to die
I've got the worst hangover
Oh my god what's wrong with my head
Sweating with the chills, still in my bed.
Tell me how I'll ever make it through (tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me)
It's the short hellos and the long goodbyes
The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
Makes me want to die
I've got the worst hangover from you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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