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Yes, i'm hungover. And I wrote this just now off the top.
A blinding white light marks the beginning of pain
My eyes open, there's an ache which is killing my brain
But for a second, there's a feeling of deep emptyness
A loss of memory, eventually this will lead to stress
Who the fuck? There's someone here laying next to me
I'm not a religious man but i'm praying specially
That we a) used contraception or she's b) on the pill
I lucked out, she's a looker, to have her once was ill
Ahhhhh, damn my throat is dry, but there's a tide of nausea
My clothes smell of smoke of whisky, a hateful reward for ya
A fragment of memory surfaces, christ, i've got to go
Did i really bet i could drain 5 tequila shots in a row?
And what was... oh jesus, did i dance on the table?
Did i really say that chat up line or was that a fable?
Is that a handprint across my face? Lipstick on my collar?
Lipstick on my boxers, ha, and my dick that got swallered?
Is that puke on my jeans, or just some cocktail spilledge?
Its not 6, admit it, you splashed that hot chick, she's livid
I'm interrupted by the lady, she open her eyes in the gloom
Just as it finally hits me, i don't recgonise this room
She sits up, groans and stares at me boldly
With an expresion on her face like she doesn't even know me
She opens her mouth to scream, but i'm out of the scene
With my clothes under one arm, pretending it was a dream