Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Ever had one of these days, ladies?

Have you had a day where you just wanted to get in an elevator that could take you straight to your bed? I feel like I've been having one of those days for the last two weeks. Well I decided to put into words. Writer's warning: this is a first draft.

Do Over
Woke up late, alarm clocked stopped and there’s no coffee in sight
I’ll get coffee on the way, I took a quick shower and got soap in my eyes
Can’t see very well, got to the door and noticed my shoes don’t match
Got myself together, made it to the car, wait what, was that a big scratch?

(chorus)
It’s one of those days and I’m ready to start over
I forgot my purse and my keys, really, oh brother
Had to get decaffeinated, hope I don’t commit murder
I want to go back and be a child and call a do over

When I got work my boss wasn’t there, so I sat at my desk with a smile
She walked in soon after and to my surprise, looked like she walked for miles
Her left heel was broken, she had a limp and her hair was a sight to see
She went into her office and sat with a thud and a look that said why me

(chorus)
It’s one of those days and I’m ready to start over
I forgot my purse and my keys, really, oh brother
Had to get decaffeinated, hope I don’t commit murder
I want to go back and be a child and call a do over

By 5 o’clock, not a minute past, we were ready to get the hell out of there
She asked me if she could get a ride, we decided to get drinks and share
A little girl power, a glass of wine and a little bit of Tequila to slam
Woke up the next day, right on time, oh wait it’s Saturday, well damn

(chorus)
It’s one of those days and I’m ready to start over
I forgot my purse and my keys, really, oh brother
Had to get decaffeinated, hope I don’t commit murder
I want to go back and be a child and call a do over

Written by Michelle Gallardo

March 17, 2015

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