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