I iz ill,
Been doing nothin' all day,
Yet I'm drained and ready for bed,
But I can't sleep feeling like this,
Hurtin' bread and a running nose,
When will it end,
With the radio on and the tunes are banging,
I should be out not in bed,
It's a Friday night where's the club,
I iz ill and I need my bed.
Has me working this weekend..... 7 day week....... at least I has Monday and Tuesday off..