Callin’ In Sick Songtext
von Buck‐O‐Nine
Callin’ In Sick Songtext
Im calling in sick
Im calling in sick
This is mike and im calling in sick
My leg got hurt got hit by a brick
This is mike and im calling in sick
I spent four years in the USMC
I learned how to fight
I learned how to drink
And when i got a real job i couldnt believe So every monday morning
This is what you′ll here from me
Ive never had a job
More than minimum wage
Ive never worked an 8 hour day
And if my boss says son you gotta work late
As quick as i could say it
This is what you'd here me say
Its 9: 15 and im late again
I think I′ll finish that fifth of gin
Then I'll call my boss and I'll tell him again
Ill tell him that im not coming in
Im calling in sick
This is mike and im calling in sick
My leg got hurt got hit by a brick
This is mike and im calling in sick
I spent four years in the USMC
I learned how to fight
I learned how to drink
And when i got a real job i couldnt believe So every monday morning
This is what you′ll here from me
Ive never had a job
More than minimum wage
Ive never worked an 8 hour day
And if my boss says son you gotta work late
As quick as i could say it
This is what you'd here me say
Its 9: 15 and im late again
I think I′ll finish that fifth of gin
Then I'll call my boss and I'll tell him again
Ill tell him that im not coming in
Writer(s): Craig Yarnold, Daniel Albert, Anthony Curry, Jon Pebsworth, Jonas Kleiner, Scott Kennerly, Steve Bauer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com