Riff: E E|-----------| B|-----------| G|------0-9--| D|9-8-7---9--| A|--------7--| E|-----------|[Intro]E (keyboard washes from E to D and back a few times) [Verse 1]E Seven in the morning when I crawled out of bedE One of those days when I wish I was deadE When I feel like hell and I'm already madE I'm in a real bad mood, so you better keep back (riff)E E (riff)D/F# G [Chorus 1]A D/F# G C A I don't wanna be friendly, I don't want to be niceC A D/F# G C A I just wanna be alone, so get out of my lifeC A D/F# G C A You're gettin' on my nerves, baby, pushing your luckG A D/F# G C A G Don't call, don't phone 'cause I don't wanna talkE A/C# D G E G God, what a drag when it's one of those daysE A/C# D G E G Nothin' you can do, no, nothin' you can sayE A/C# D G E G Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)E A/C# D G E Musta got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right) [Post-Chorus 1]G E E7 E6 That's rightG E E7 E6 That's right,G A A7 A6 Oh yeah,C A A7 A6 that's rightC B B7 And you knowB6 D B A G D it doesn't get any better E N.C E E Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a bitch (riff)A D G E GE EA D G E G [Verse 2]E I can't be a lady, I can be so sweet, I can be a little angel and even say please (riff)E But sometimes, God, I just wake up mean (riff)E D/F# G I can really be a bitch, I can really be obscene [Chorus 2]A D/F# G C A If you're lookin' for a lady, you're in the wrong placeC A D/F# G C A G If you're lookin' for a bitch, look right in my faceA D/F# G C A One of those days I should get back in bedG A D/F# G C A G Close the door, kill the lights and cover my headE A/C# D G E G God, what a drag when it's one of those daysE A/C# D G E G Nothin' you can do, no, nothin' you can sayE A/C# D G E G Ain't your fault that you got no friends (that's right)E A/C# D G E Must got up on the wrong side of bed (that's right) [Post-Chorus 2]G E E7 E6 That's rightG E E7 E6 That's right,G A A7 A6 Oh yeah,C A A7 A6 that's rightC B B7 And you knowB6 D B A G D it doesn't get any better E N.C Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of a bitch (riff) [Instrumental]E EA/C# D G E GE EA/C# D G E GA AD/F# G C A GA AD/F# G C A GB BB A G D [Chorus 3]E God, what a drag when it's one of those days, nothing you can do, no, nothing you can say (riff)E Ain't your fault that you got no friends (riff) E N.C A D G E Musta got up on the wrong side of bed [Post-Chorus 3]G E E7 E6 That's rightG E E7 E6 That's right,G A A7 A6 Oh yeah,C A A7 A6 that's rightC B B7 And you knowB6 D B A G D it doesn't get any better E N.C E Sometimes I crawl out of bed and I feel like a son of aE like a son of a bitch[Otro] G E E E|0-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|----3---0-----------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|----------2-0---0-----0-----------------------9---9-----------------------------------| D|------------------0-----2-0-------------------9---9-----------------------------------| A|----------------------------2-0---------------7---7-----------------------------------|E |--------------------------------3-----------------------------------------------------|
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