I woke up this morning smelling like lemons
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Salt on the back of my hands
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Mouth was so dry
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I couldn't even spit My eyes felt
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like they were full of sand
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I called Troy Jenkins to see if he survived
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My head pounding like a stone
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He started reeling off things I did last night
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And I cried out over the phone
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I did what? I smooched who?
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Oh tell me the boss wasn't there
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And that I caused quite a scene
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When I stripped off my jeans
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And did a slide in my underwear
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I did what? I mooned who?
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Oh this time I guess I crossed the line
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There'll be hell to pay
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But what can I say
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I must've had a real good time
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Troy laughed and said some guy named Red's
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Been looking for you all night
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And oh by the way his girl said to say
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"Just come back any old time"
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Then he went down the list of the things I'd done
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As I listened in misery I was thinking real hard
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about leaving town And changing my identity
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Chores
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What can I say I had a bad day
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I guess I just lost my mind
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It's all just a blur
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But one things for sure
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I must've had a real good time
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I Did What?
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| Adam Brand |
