Ain't Got A Thing Lyrics

Sunday morning again, can't remember where the hell I've
been,
can't even roll a f*ckin' cigarette in this f*cked up
state I'm in,
sunday morning again, lost all my money and my only
friend,
I look into a mirror and I think: "this time it's the
end",

Ain't got a thing, I'm born to lose and I just can't win, ain't got a thing, just plain nothing,

Sunday night again, I took one, then I took ten,
can't even roll a f*ckin' cigarette in this f*cked up
state I'm in,
sunday night again, lost all my money and my only friend,
I look into a mirror and I think:, "this time it's the
end".

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