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This song is based off a conversation I overheard around New Paltz, NY, where this guy boasted of the nutty-ass night he had and how he woke up not remembering a thing. There was this sense of pride and fear in his voice, I recall. The speed of the song, both musically and lyrically, is supposed to emulate the feeling of waking up in some stranger's room and your underwear is on the other side of the room.
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And I woke up this morning in a stranger’s bed
There were little white dots dancing over my head
The alarm clock is blinking seven twenty two
And I don’t know what to do
There’s a naked girl snoring soundly asleep
She is covered in tattoos and one of them is a sheep
I think her name is Jesse, but I haven’t a clue
And I don’t know what to do
I don’t remember what happened last night at all
But now here I am stuck in this mess, my back is against the wall
Should I grab my pants and run away?
Should I crawl back in bed and just stay?
How does anyone fare with the morning after?
So my cellphone starts humming a familiar tone
It’s my girl on the line, asking why I’m not home
I try to quiet the sound, but it’s no use at all
Cause the girl in the bed woke up thanks to the call
Now I’m trapped in the hands of a girl I do not know
I have no other option except to freeze and say “hello”
Should I grab my pants and run away?
Should I crawl back in bed and just stay?
How does anyone fare with the morning after?
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