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Şarkı Sözleri It was a Tuesday morn in November I slept at your house the night before We couldn't wait to get up to go for A big breakfast in an old fashioned diner A full meal six coffee refills later We both have to be at work in an hour Let's call in sick I suggest to her I'll call your boss and tell her that you're under The weather, you'll call mine, you will tell her That I'm very sick and that, you're my mother So we walk down the street Looking for a phone booth we Rehearse what we're going to say So that we can have this day, away We find a phone booth with room for two I call your boss and I don't speak the truth They're pretty mad about you but they'll get through You call my work in my mother's voice, they believe you And it starts to rain outside In our phone booth we hide It doesn't let up until 5 Squished together we don't mind, we don't mind