Hangover
What did I do last night
I remember going out
Meeting a girl
We emptied a bottle of Jack
And she looked a whole lot better
I got her naked
She got me naked
And I don’t remember the rest
I know I woke up alone
My pillow soaked with drool
And the curtains pulled tight
I do have one thing to help me remember
My eyes are watering
My mouth is dry as a desert
And my head is pounding like a drummer
I usually love my life so much
The girls and the music
The lights and dancing
And I love my shots of Jack
If only the morning wouldn’t come
The sun would not come up
And the hangover would stay away
Everything would be perfect
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