I wanna write a happy song
So I can sing along and not worry about it
I wanna win a great big prize
So I can live my life the way I’ve always wanted

And it might be so cynical
And such a waste a time to think that way
But mama don’t you know I'm having a real bad day
Yeah, mama don’t you know I'm having a real bad day

I wanna break out all the moves
In front of you and not worry about it
I wanna throw out all the stuff
That’s been clogging me up
‘Cause I can live without it

And it might be so cynical
And such a waste a time to think that way
But mama don’t you know I'm having a real bad day
Yeah, mama don’t you know I'm having a real bad day

I wanna throw out all the crap
Because it’s just a trap and I can live without it
And then I’ll get in a pick-up truck
And then I’ll pick you up
We’ll make a run for it

And it might be so cynical
And such a waste a time to think that way
But mama don’t you know I'm having a real bad day
Yeah, mama don’t you know I'm having a real bad day