Bad Day Songtext
von Asher Roth

Uhh...
And it just keeps going (yeah)
And it just keeps...


(Verse 1)
So I′m in the airport getting ready to leave
Headed to a friends wedding in the NYC
But my head's been spinning, I′m forgettin to eat
All this jet setting has been getting to me
It's already 11: 20, I'm ready to sleep
But instead I end up sitting in a 27C
An aisle seat, fine by me,
But the guy that′s insides always trying to pee
With a wild child behind me that′s crying and keeps
Flippin out and kickin at me while it violently screams
So I silently plea "Oh God, please,
Let there be a hotty sitting in 27B
But of course a morbidly obese beast is in the seat that wheezes when it breaths
Dude sitting D is at least three deep and he keeps telling me what's wrong with his knees
Osgood Schlatters, just need water
But for a bottle they charge two dollars
And when I thought that it couldn′t get worse, I forgot my ipod.

(Chorus)
Ohh.I'm having a bad day, nothing ever seems to go my way
Everybody needs to go away, Why? Because I′m having a bad day
Uhh. and it just keeps going, and it just keeps...
And it just keeps going, and it just keeps...


(Verse 2)
So 4 hours of turbulence
We land and I'm about to turd in my pants
But the captain is seatbelt fastened
So my ass is just passin gas′n
And at last i escape from the plane
When I'm minutes away from clinical insane
I make my way towards baggage claim
When I hear a high pitch voice screaming my name
Some dumb bitch I went to high school with
While shes sweating she tells me that she likes my shit
I just smile and think about how great it would be
If I could just hit this chick with a quick leg sweep
So I pick up my L.L. Bean and B-Line for the next taxi
In need of weed and boxer briefs
But my bags only got Maxis

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
I check in to my hotel room
And I pick up my cellphone and dial the groom
Tell him my mood and how I ordering food
And I'm probably gonna stay in and watch a movie
But the tube has no HBO
So anything I want I′m paying fo′
But I'm lame and broke so I′m laying in a robe
Watching that little people big world show
Right then there's a knock at the door
It′s my last hope for a spanish whore
Who will change my sheets in exchange for penis
"Hi I've lost my cat, have you seen it?"
Jesus, this day is the worst
At least I can give little me a jerk
And then go to sleep, healthy and disease-less
I guess it could be worse but I′m just...

(Chorus)