[Verse 1] Fell asleep sitting in my chair, Didn't mean to spend the evening there, Then my sugar alarm started raising hell, Said, "Wake up, buddy, you ain't doing well." [Chorus] I got the low-blood-sugar, Woke-up-in-my-chair blues, Sour-Rageous Wallaby, That's the medicine I choose, I slept through half the evening, Now I'm wide awake instead, My low blood sugar woke me up Just in time to go to bed. [Verse 2] Got my glasses crooked, TV still on, Don't know where the whole damn evening's gone, Chewed a couple gummies, watched the numbers rise, Now I'm feeling human underneath these tired eyes. [Chorus] I got the low-blood-sugar, Woke-up-in-my-chair blues, Sour-Rageous Wallaby, That's the midnight news, Spent the night unconscious, Now there's one thing left instead: My low blood sugar woke me up Just in time to go to bed. [Outro] Turn off the TV, Turn out the light, Thank you, little alarm, For ruining my night... And saving it, too. Now I'm going to bed.
