I’m Hungover - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Grabbed my phone, rolled outta bed

Went back through all the texts I sent

Half-drunk beer on my nightstand

And a red club stamp on my right hand

Tripped on my boots walking down the hall

Chugging sink water, staring at the wall

Trying to put the pieces back together again

Who did how, what, where and when?

Oh hell yeah my head hurts

I got whiskey and lip gloss on my new shirt

All I know is we went out and done it up right

I rode a bull, did a keg stand, shot gunned a beer can, jumped in and broke up a fight

Now it's Saturday morning, I'm hangover, but damn what a Friday night

I think I left my debit card at the bar

Think I took a kiss a little too far

Who's that sleeping on my couch?

I got to whole lot of drunk drama left to sort out

Oh hell yeah my head hurts

I got whiskey and lip gloss on my new shirt

All I know is we went out and done it up right

I rode a bull, did a keg stand, shot gunned a beer can, jumped in and broke up a fight

Now it's Saturday morning, I'm hangover, but damn what a Friday night

Oh hell yeah my head hurts

Now that I come to think about it this aren’t my shirt

All I know is I went out and done it up right

Got in a fight with my girlfriend, threw down my beer can, and still had the time of my life

Now it's Saturday morning, I'm hangover, but damn what a Friday night

Yeah, yeah now it's Saturday morning, I'm hangover, but damn what a Friday night

Man what a Friday night