last night, I got served, a little bit too much of that poison baby
last night, I did things I’m not proud of, and I got a little crazy
last night, I met a guy on the dance floor, and I let him call me “baby”
and I don't even know his last name
my momma would be so ashamed
it started off "hey cutie, where you from?"
then it turned into "oh no! What have I done?"
and I don't even know his last name
he left, the club, about around 3 o'clock in the morning
his Pinto, is sitting there in the parking lot, when it should of been a warning
I had no clue, what I was getting into, so I blame it on the Cuervo
oh where did my manners go
and I don't even know his last name
my momma would be so ashamed
it started off "hey cutie, where you from?"
then it turned into "oh no! What have I done?"
and I don't even know his last name, oh here we go
today, I woke up, thinkin’ ‘bout Elvis, somewhere in Vegas I’m not sure
how I got here, or how this ring on my left hand just appeared
outta nowhere, I gotta go, take the chips, and the Pinto, and hit the road
they say what happens here, stays here, all of this will disappear, but there's just one little problem
I don't even know my last name
my momma would be so ashamed
it started off "hey cutie, where you from?"
then it turned into "oh no! What have I done?"
and I don't even know my last name
what have I done, what have I done, what have I done
oh what have I done, I don’t even know my last name
and it turned into "oh no! What have I done?"
and I don't even know my last name
it started off "hey cutie, where you from?"
then it turned into "oh no! What have I done?"
and I don't even know my last name