Dead Night Lyrics
von Sunday At Eleven
I'm falling out your room
And I'm looking like a wreck
Her bloody-red blured lipstick
All over my wet neck
Had an eight-hour-blackout
Looks like I got in a fight
Doesn't matter cause
It must have been a
Damn good night
Oh my morals
Crawlin? on the floor
On fire, on the scene
It's all too late
My buddy says she dumped me
Caus I was puckin?
On her skirt
My fuckin? new tuxedo
Still layin? in the dirt
My sister got so pissed
Cause her guinney-pig got fried
Doesn't matter cause
It must have been a
Damn good night
Chorus
And I'm looking like a wreck
Her bloody-red blured lipstick
All over my wet neck
Had an eight-hour-blackout
Looks like I got in a fight
Doesn't matter cause
It must have been a
Damn good night
Oh my morals
Crawlin? on the floor
On fire, on the scene
It's all too late
My buddy says she dumped me
Caus I was puckin?
On her skirt
My fuckin? new tuxedo
Still layin? in the dirt
My sister got so pissed
Cause her guinney-pig got fried
Doesn't matter cause
It must have been a
Damn good night
Chorus
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