Infatuation, she's a fatal attraction

Hang around, screw up my mind

I hope I've seen her for the very last time



(Dangers of drinking), but I don't want to die

Got to leave this cycle behind

I hope I've seen her for the very last time



And I can't wait 'til tomorrow

I can't wait another day

I can't wait 'til tomorrow

Tomorrow she goes away - ay, hay



Over my shoulder, I keep looking back

I feel a presence following me

So I know I'll never be free



And I can't wait 'til tomorrow

I can't wait another day

I can't wait 'til tomorrow

Tomorrow she goes away - ay, hay



Over my shoulder, I keep looking back

I feel a presence following me

So I know I'll never be free



And I can't wait 'til tomorrow

I can't wait another day

I can't wait 'til tomorrow

Tomorrow she goes away - ay, hay