The trouble is I'm always
But later it gets, the more I resist
psychopathic with a twist
And I haven't had a bedtime
Oh, dearie me, look at the clock,
it's a quarter past three
it's a chore to shut my eyes
Looks like I stayed up too late again
Well, if I lay in my bed,
Thinking about all of those
old cable bills I should pay
My eyeballs are drying up
I keep a little bottle of no
I'm crazy insane, I'm doing just fine
till sometime around midday
that I'm sleeping my life away
Oh, dear me, look at the clock
It's a quarter past three and
It's a chore to shut my eyes
Looks like I stayed up too late
I'll stay quiet as a mouse,
I make a wish list to accomplish
But I always end up distracted and bored
Trying to beat my high score
I make lots of new friends
Tryin' to get a good picture of my face
I gotta break this sleep cycle
But I'll get to that tomorrow,
cause tonight is too late
Oh, dear M .A., look out the clock
It's a quarter past three, and
It's a chore to shut my eyes, but
Looks like I stayed up too late
Oh, dear M .A., look out the clock
It's a quarter past three, and
It's a joy to shut my eyes,
It looks like I stayed up too late,