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GGrabbed my phone, rColled outta bed GWent back through all tChe texts I sent GHalf drunk beer on my nCightstand DAnd a red club stamp on my right hand GTripped on my boots Cwalking down the hall GChuggin' sink water, Cstaring at the wall GTrying to put the pieces backC together again DWho did how, what, where and when
COh hell yeah my head hurts GI got whiskey and lip gloss on my new shirt CAll I know is we went ouGt and done it up rDight CI rode a bull, did a keg stand, shDot gunned a beer can, juGmped in and broke up a Cfight GNow it's Saturday morning, IC'm hungover, but damn what a Friday night D
GI think I left my debit cardC at the bar GThink I took a kiss a liCttle too far GWho's that sleeping oCn my couch DI gotta whole lotta drunk drama left to sort out
COh hell yeah my head hurts GI got whiskey and lip gloss on my new shirt CAll I know is we went ouGt and done it up rDight CI was on stage with the band, holdDing up my beer can, eveGryone was loosin' their Cminds GNow it's Saturday morning, IC'm hungover, but damn wDhat a Friday night
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COh hell yeah my head hurts GNow that I come to think about it this ain't my shirt CAll I know is we went ouGt and done it up rDight CGot in a fight with my girlfriend, threw down my beer canD, and still had the time of my life G C GNow it's Saturday morning, IC'm hungover, but damn wDhat a Friday night GYeah, yeah now it's Saturday morning, CI'm hungover, but damn Dwhat a Friday night