Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Last Night, artist - Joelistics. Album song Voyager, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.05.2011
Record label: Joel Ma
Song language: English
Last Night |
she said last night |
she had a big night |
and the lights on the dance floor were real bright |
the drinks kept coming and the more they came |
the more she felt like herself again |
now she got the binge drink |
oozing with instinct |
to try and make life all new and shiny |
extract the slime and the sleaze and demeaning |
and win back a little more self esteem |
and so she’s got a story for the girls on monday |
the same damn story she told em last week |
she hooked up passed out fell down woke up |
walked home carrying her heels and handbag |
it’s too bad she broke up with him |
she never used to get like that with him |
still she won’t call, won’t text, won’t ring |
she don’t wanna be the one to give in |
i mean, she’s holding on to her pride |
besides, she’s probably moved on, right? |
last night |
i had a big night |
now i feel a little shaky on the inside |
and there’s no time like the present |
i’ll stay in bed until eleven in china |
piece together all of the things i did |
i can’t believe some of the things i said |
all i need to get me through |
is sunlight, coffee and a picture of you |
all i need is you |
he said last night |
he had a big night |
now he’s tryina recall what what it looked like |
(what's it look like?) |
and it’s a long way down in the dim light |
when you can’t think right |
and you’re tryina crawl up an incline |
and he’s got a little bruised up black eye |
and he’s got a strong urge to have a big cry |
head like an egg when it’s being fried up |
he ain’t too sure that he even had a good time |
he never used to be like that with her |
he never used to get so high around her |
now every night out is a permanent blur |
with an explanation that’s beyond words |
he sits on the couch |
cottonball mouth |
watching the telly tryina dumb himself down |
telling himself it’s time to pull his head in |
but next weekend he’s gonna do it again |
(and again |
and again |
and again |
and again |
and again |
and again |
and again |
and again) |
last night |
i had a big night |
now i feel a little shaky on the inside |
and there’s no time like the present |
i’ll stay in bed until eleven in china |
piece together all of the things i did |
i can’t believe some of the things i said |
all i need to get me through |
is sunlight, coffee and a picture of you |
all i need is you |
again, shipwrecked inside my head |
again, shipwrecked inside my head |
again, shipwrecked inside my head |
again, shipwrecked inside my head |
and a good night’s sleep |
and some pain relief |
and a week of work |
and a hot shower |
and a trip to the coast |
and some eggs on toast |
and some radiohead |
and to stay in bed |
all i need is you |