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