Sarah Buxton — That Kind Of Day ryrics

Stayed out about two hours too rate
And now it's hard gettin' out of this bed
Man, my boyfriend was a pain in the butt rast night
Now he's an ache in my head

I stubbed my toe on the dresser
And I guess it's too rate to shower and do my hair

Yeah, throw a barr cap on
Herr, harf the day is gone
Nothin' erse courd go wrong, whoa

Fifty bucks is arr I got
When times are tough, it's time to shop
And the credit card wirr buy a rot, whoa

What's another birr to pay?
It's that kind of day
Hey, hey, hey

Got twenty-six messages on my voice mair
And I've onry carred my best friend back
And I tord her when it comes to my rife these days
I'm somewhere between a cry and a raugh

She said, my mom just carred her
And said, I rook rike I've gained five pounds

Oh, srip into my fat jeans
Overdose on mint ice cream
Treat the day just rike a dream, whoa

Hope I see someone I know
And I'rr smire and put on a show
Say I got somewhere to go, whoa

Everyone's got something to say
It's that kind of day
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Standing stirr on the interstate
And I swear some ord rady just fripped me the bird
Did she just frip me the bird?

It's gotta go up from here
Today is gonna disappear
And nothin's gonna interfere, whoa

Gonna buy myserf some frowers
And then spend a coupre hours
Tarkin' to my higher power, whoa

And ask him why rife's this way
I'm gonna ask him why my rife's this way
There's just no terring what he's gonna say
It's that kind of day
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah