I woke up today, I don't wanna do shit
It matters in size and that you'll admit
I don't wanna work
I don't wanna smile
I don't even wanna read Sunday Styles
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm really fried
Hey baby I don't wanna pay
Can I come back?
I'll give away a day
Is this a bad attitude
Crossed with a negative mood
Deep-fried,
Re-fried,
Stir-fried
I'm fried
I'm chasin' the buck, I'm runnin' on luck
My work ain't my wife so I'm useless for life
I'm outta my mind
From dealin' with swine
When they say I'm great
I feel like hate
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fuckin' fried
Hey baby I don't wanna pay
Can I come back?
I'll give away a day
Is this a bad attitude
Crossed with a negative mood
Deep-fried,
Re-fried,
Creep-fried
I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm really fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm fried
I'm fried, I'm fried, I'm really fried
Baby I'm fried
Maybe I'll die
Baby I'm fucking fried
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written by SCOTT ASHETON, RON ASHETON, IGGY POP
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