Lyrics

Lyrics by Ron Moretti. Vocals by Disco King

Your getting up at dawn to do the radio show.
The road is wet and slick with a couple feet of snow.
Why don't you call in sick, why don't you call in sick?
You could be golfing, yeah, golfing, yeah.

Put on your scarf and hat, throw on some under-alls.
Put snow treads on the cart, get out the orange golf balls.
Why don't you call in sick, why don't you call in sick?
You could be golfing, yeah, golfing, yeah.

Someone will run the board while Nigel does the news.
Let Sheehan take the fall, he realy missed the call.
Why don't you call in sick, why don't you call in sick?
You could be golfing, yeah, golfing, yeah.
You could be golfing, yeah. You could be golfing, yeah.