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Consequences
I drink every last drop
People wonder if I’ll ever stop
But I’m having too much fun
After all, my weekend has just begun
Tally mark my hands, drinking all of my favorite brands
Mixing dark with light
Asking my stomach to put up a fight
I say I’ll be fine, this stuff happens all the time
Suddenly my head feels full of air
When did my shoes get over there?
Forget it, let’s just take another hit
It’ll make the pain quit
The cottonmouth brings back my thirst
I should handle that first!
More empty bottles, everyone is looking like a model
I feel I should start to flirt
So I take two more shots and adjust my shirt
Twenty minutes later it all hits me
Thus begins the dry heaves
Head between my thighs
The sickness starts to rise
When will I ever learn?
My body can’t handle this rough turn.
I open my eyes to the bright
How did I survive the night?
Oh well, I shouldn’t fret
I don’t have to be home yet
Wash off the mistakes of an earlier date
It’s finally Sunday, time to rehabilitate.
