| Woke up this morning with my cellphone ringing
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| She said, «I know that when you called me, you were drinking
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| But I loved every single word you left on my phone
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| And I know you’re hungover but I’m coming on over»
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| Did I say we’d go shopping? |
| That I’d Louis-Vuitton her?
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| That I’d Rodeo-Drive her? |
| Slide a Tiffany diamond on her?
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| What the hell did I say when I called last night
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| Dripping words of whiskey honey in that message that she liked
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| What the hell did I say? |
| Gotta dial it up again
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| Un-blackout those lines that fell out drunk at 3 AM
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| What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say?
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| What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say?
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| Last thing I remember, I was thinking I’d call her up
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| And put her on speaker while the whole bar sang Free Bird
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| Had that phone in my hand when I ran into trouble
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| My friend coming over with a couple of doubles
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| What the hell did I say when I called last night
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| Dripping words of whiskey honey in that message that she liked
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| What the hell did I say? |
| Gotta dial it up again
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| Un-blackout those lines that fell out drunk at 3 AM
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| What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say?
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| What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say?
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| Did I say we’d go shopping? |
| That I’d Louis-Vuitton her?
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| That I’d Rodeo-Drive her? |
| Slide a Tiffany diamond on her?
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| Did I tell her she could move in and we’d fly out to Vegas
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| Champagne all the way and we’d get married by Elvis
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| What the hell did I say when I called last night
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| Dripping words of whiskey honey in that message that she liked
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| What the hell did I say? |
| Gotta dial it up again
|
| Un-blackout those lines that fell out drunk at 3 AM
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| What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say?
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| What the hell did I, hell did I, hell did I say?
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| What the hell did I say?
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| What the hell did I say? |