You’re Late lyrics

Oh my god, what time is it?
I'm late again, this sucks
Where's my other shoe? f*ck!
I need a drink-god damn!

Did i get gas last night?
Oh, well, roll the dice
Ha-ha, i gotta to to vegas soon
I really miss those wonderful casinos
And friendly people

f*ck, i hate those people
In the carpool lane
We carpool, oooo, go f*ck yourself
I'm probably fired already, sh*t
Oh, well
Only nine more hours
Till dollar drafts
And free meatballs
You're late