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My first song is very Johnny Cash-ish
This morning I sit before my raisin bran Trying to remember the night before I had
Because I have to admit it was all a big ole blur
I know I jumped into my car - and headed down to my local bar
but after the fifteenth shot it became unclear
Now I woke up in my bed - with a pair of panties on my head
And a pile of lipstick all over my face
A pile of corona bottles on the floor - A pile of ---- over by the door
and my friends naked as a jay bird, sprawled along this place
What did I do - What did I do
Did I tell that football player off and throw my shoes
What did I do - What did I do
I really can't remember lord, please tell me real soon.
My phone started ringing, I looked around- I finally found it in the freezer by the ground
chuck that I put in there the night before
It was a number I didn't know - I answered the phone with a distraught hello
and almost froze my ear off waiting for an answer to sound
It was this guy who knew another - that said he should call this number
because I could write songs for his failing band
He said that last night as we were drinkin - his friend called him and started speaking
real highly of my talents, which I think I might have lied
I really didn't write Elvria - Or the other songs that I told him
Heck, I wasn't old enough to crawl the floor
But this guy was talking big dollars - and I really needed the cash so I hollared
Sure, I'll do it, lets get together on the forth.
What did I do
Did I tell that group of bachelorettes I was hung like a mule?
I went through my phone to find who else I called - because it might piece together the whole
night, and I could get some answers soon.
Heck you never even know - I could have met mike tyson so
I'd want to save that number just in case I need his services too
I saw the pictures on the phone - I couldn't believe where we gone
Now I know I didn't stay at that bar
It looks like we got in a car - and drove across the city to
this mansion that looked like taj mahal
When we got out we met this guy - who welcomed us in and sat us down
to a big hukka and said enjoy
We all pretty much felt abliged - to take a big hit and fall to the sky
And thats where the night got even weirder still.
What did I do
Did I punch that statue of some famous person in the park
Well I know I’m in trouble cause my girlfriend called – She yelled at me for an hour or so
And I took it all in as I slurped down my bowl.
She said that she doesn’t like at all – to be getting some weird phone call
Or a bunch of pictures of a drunken midget dressed like Marlyn Monroe.
She yelled again and said what’s worse – is that I missed her golden day of birth
And how she called all day Sunday and Monday to find out what’s wrong
I really tried to calm her down – and tell her what was going on
So I coud….
WAIT A MINUTE! IT”S TUESDAY!?! OH SH--!!
What could I do
I had to make up a reason to my boss so I could stay employed
Did I really break a pool table in two?