| The Last time that I saw you I was drunk as hell
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| Apologies are probably in order I can tell
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| From the pictures that you posted
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| I look liquid, I look toasted
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| And I probably owe you money as well
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| I was faced, I was faded
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| I was sixteen types of wasted
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| I was trading shirts with dudes I didn’t know
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| I was toes up and I fell down
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| Crowned the mayor of Tipsy Town
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| From the second that I started I was done
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| I’m sorry but the last time that I saw you I was drunk
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| Normally I’m not the one who gets carried home
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| And typically you won’t find me drunk texting on my phone
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| I’m not a bro, I’m not out for trouble
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| But hot damn, I was seeing double
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| Singing karaoke, it was Journey all night long
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| DON’T STOP BELIEVING!
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| I was ripped, obliterated
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| I don’t want to see my credit card statement
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| 'Cause I was throwing back Jack like Slash in '92
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| 'CAUSE WE IN THE JUNGLE, BABY!
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| I was pissed, I was plowed
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| I was messed up, blacked out
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| This hangover is gonna last a month
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| I’m sorry but the last time that I saw you I was drunk
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| I got a YOLO tattoo
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| Drunk dialed everyone I knew
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| A shopping spree on Amazon
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| What the hell was going on?
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| Apparently I drank a bit too much
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| I’m sorry but the last time that I saw you I was drunk and useless
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| Woke up, I was handcuffed to a briefcase, I was clueless, how did I do this?
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| And when I went to call the next day
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| I remembered that I lost my phone in a midnight Mickey D’s melee,
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| how the hell did I get this way? |