Tomorrow she goes away

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