Sunlight, thru the window it's hurting my head There's a trail of smoke filled clothes from the doorway to my bed Outside the sun is shining and the temperature's just right It's another beautiful Saturday I ruined on Friday night Clock on the dresser, reads a quarter past one But I got a lay here a while so I don't come undone Billfold on the table, but I know my money's gone That don't bother me any, I know what I'm spending it on I'm going for broke, till my last dimes gone I'm paying drink by drink to help this heartache move on I'm going for broke, till she's out of mind And I'd rather lay in bed all day, then miss her all last night Well I guess I'll be alright, once the night begins As a juke box wales in the corner, I'll be sittin' with my friends And I laugh about you leavin', but I wanna make amends Tonight I'll just call out for one more, if I can find one more dollar to spend. CHORUS X 2 And I'd rather lay in bed all day, and rest this heart of mine.