What happens when u come across a hillary duff song while drunk

Thanks to Ms. Hillary Duff for inspiring me to write this lame song:

Time to go, to get away
Time to pack my bags and fly away
Through the jet streams and through the air
I don't know what the fuck to say

Wake up wake up on a saturday night
Could be loading luggage or standing in line
Sleeping through the flight in a dazed out way
Grumbling through transit just an airport away

Asking myself where the fuck am I?
Body is in Rome but feels like it's Nome
Fin-ally reach the place I call home
Wondering when I'll get to snore alone

Wake up wake up on a sunday night
Gorging on mama's food or some other delight
London, Paris, Tokyo, Rome
Screw you coz I'm finally home...


Disclaimer: My singing has been known to cause nightmares. I absolve myself of all blame if you so choose to hum along. I also love all the above-mentioned places, I just used em cause they rhyme and go with the song.