You got drunk
Drunker than you'd ever been
You hailed a cab and passed out cold
Before you told the driver where to go
So he drove you around Chicago
You woke up sicker than you'd ever been
You threw up and shit the bed

And there was no one there to clean you up
And the room was spinning all around
Make a fist and take a deep breath
Close your eyes and count to ten
Just keep swinging 'til you're over it
The mess you left had got you feeling pretty bad
But she is a maid I guess that's what she gets paid for

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Writer(s): DAVID SHANNON BAZAN, TIMOTHY WALSH