Alaska (CH)

Woke up this morning with an aching head
Can’t remember all the things she said
My head seems so heavy I can’t keep it straight
Called up my baby
She say man, it’s too late

Pull myself together
Gotta get my act together
And be what I ought to be

We were supposed to meet at seven o’clock
In a café downtown but she didn’t show up
Later that night I start to worry
and drove to her flat
Found her all wasted
And here’s what I said

Pull yourself together
Gotta get your act together
And be what you ought to be