2 at 10…a 10 at 2

I woke up in a stranger’s bed

I’m not quite sure whose

I just know it was a woman

By looking at her shoes
When I woke up she was long gone

Her note said “Thank you for the night”

But, hell, I don’t remember getting here

Something ain’t quite right
How did I get so messed up

What the hell did I consume?

What made this girl…a 2 at ten

Into a ten at 2

I gotta know what did I drink

What the hell did I consume

What made this girl…a 2 at ten

Into a ten at two
I went out to the kitchen

grabbed a coffee and some toast

I couldn’t quite remember her

Though I do remember most
I left after a shower

Saw no pictures round the place

As hard as I tried thinking

I could not recall her face
How did I get so messed up

What the hell did I consume?

What made this girl…a 2 at ten

Into a ten at 2

I gotta know what did I drink

What the hell did I consume

What made this girl…a 2 at ten

Into a ten at two

I felt just like a hound dog

When I left through her front door

I just didn’t like the feeling

I don’t want to feel like that no more
Tonight I’ll pick another bar

So I don’t see you know who

Just what the hell was this boy drinking

And what exactly did I do?
How did I get so messed up

What the hell did I consume?

What made this girl…a 2 at ten

Into a ten at 2

I gotta know what did I drink

What the hell did I consume

What made this girl…a 2 at ten

Into a ten at two

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