Last Name (writing session worktape 1/22/07)

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 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 We left, the club, 'bout around 3 o'clock in the morning His Pinto, sitting there, in the parking lot, well it should have been a warning I had no clue what I was getting into So, I'll blame it on the Cuervo Oh where did my manners go I don't even know his last name Oh 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 Here we go Today, I woke up, thinking about 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 There's just one little problem I don't even know my last name Oh 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 name What have I done What have I done What have I done Oh, what have I done I don't even know my last name Well it turned into, oh no what have I done And I don't even know my last name Yea, Yeah, Yeah I don't even know my last name 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 name Oh, yeah