[Thirty Ninth Cord]: [Accidental Audio][Backdated to late afternoon of Sept 27th]

[drunkkareoke]

*Audio clicks on, and Haku can be heard sighing. There's the clicking of a wrench twisting something in to place, but it doesn't sound like she's in any hurry to finish, though. It stops, and she sighs yet again.*

I wanna go out... work seems so boring today...

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The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow,
An' so am I.
Work day passes like molasses in wintertime,
But it's September.
I'm gettin' paid by the hour, an' older by the minute.
This car just pushed me over the limit.
I'd like to call it somethin',
I think I'll just call it a day.

Pour me somethin' tall an' strong,
Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane.
It's only half-past twelve but I don't care.
It's five o'clock somewhere.

Oh, this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon,
An' half the night.
Tomorrow mornin', I know there'll be hell to pay,
Hey, but that's all right.
I ain't had a day off now in over a year.
Our Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here.
If the 'phones for me,
You can tell 'em I just sailed away.

An' pour me somethin' tall an' strong,
Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane.
It's only half-past twelve but I don't care.
It's five o'clock somewhere.

I could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cab,
An' be back to work before two.
At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder,
What would Meiko do?