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Last night, I got served, a little bit too much of that poison baby
Last night, I did things I'm not proud of, and I got a little crazy
Last night, I met a guy on the dance floor, and I let him call me 'baby'And I don't even know his last name
My momma would be so ashamed
It started out "hey cutie, where you from?"
Then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?"
And I don't even know his last nameHe left, the club, about around three o'clock in the morning
His Pinto, is sitting there in the parking lot, when it should of been a warning
I had no clue, what I was getting into, so I blame it on the Cuervo
Oh where did my manners go1And I don't even know his last name
My momma would be so ashamed
It started off "hey cutie, where you from?"
And then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?"
And I don't even know his last name, oh here we goToday, I woke up, thinkin' 'bout Elvis, somewhere in Vegas I'm not sure
How I got here, or how this ring on my left hand just appeared
Outta nowhere, I gotta go, take the chips, and the Pinto, and hit the road
They say what happens here, stays here,
All of this will disappear, but there's just one little problemI don't even know my last name
My momma would be so ashamed
It started off "hey cutie, where you from?"
And then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?"
And I don't even know my last nameWhat have I done, what have I done, what have I done
Well what have I done, I don't even know my last name
And it turned into "oh no! what have I done?"
And I don't even know my last nameIt started off "hey cutie, where you from?"
And then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?"
And I don't even know my last nameEveryone look shocked
Me siad tris
Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp,
And she's probably getting frisky...
Right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey...
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool stick,
Showing her how to shoot a combo...And he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
Carved my name into his leather seats...
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
Slashed a hole in all four tires...
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.Right now, she's probably up singing some
White-trash version of Shania karaoke.
Right now, she's probably saying, "I'm drunk"
And he's a-thinking that he's gonna get lucky,
Right now, he's probably dabbing on
3 dollars worth of that bathroom Polo*...Oh, and he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
Carved my name into his leather seats,
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
Slashed a hole in all four tires...
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl,
'Cause the next time that he cheats...
Oh, you know it won't be on me!No... not on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
Carved my name into his leather seats...
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
Slashed a hole in all four tires...
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats...
Oh, before he cheater
Everyone and my brothe friends look shocked
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