Lyric When the Hangover Strikes - Squeeze

Lyric Song When the Hangover Strikes:

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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

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 its heart out on me
Though I m feeling locked up
But I can t find the key
Well no damage was done

Poor poor poorpoor shaken one
Pour pour pourpour me another one