She walked right up to the bar, 

And turned every head in the place, 

A bright evening star, 

With a shy little smile on her angelic face, 

The lingering smell of her perfume, 

My mouth opened, drool on my lip, 

‘Cause this, my friends, I know, is not very hip. 


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But I was shitfaced, 

Yeah, I was shitfaced, 

Must have been shitfaced, 

You'd think I'd learn my lesson, 

But every now and then I just get shitfaced. 


This should have been my lucky night, 

And this was my heaven-sent chance, 

I'd play my cards right, 

And whisk her away in a wind of romance, 

The terribile sound of her laughter, 

Still rings in my head to this day, 

‘Cause ”……………” was all I could say.