Last Name (Writing Session Worktape 1/22/07)

One, two, three

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?"
It turned into "Oh no, what have I done?
I don't even know his last name"
Oh

Walked out the club, 'bout around 3 o'clock in the morning
His Pinto, sitting there, in the parking lot, well it should have been a warning
I had no clue what I was getting into
So, I'll blame it on the Cuervo
(Now, I was gonna say)
("Oh where did my manners go?" Three, four)
I don't even know his last name

Oh, my momma would be so ashamed
It started off, "Hey cutie where you from?"
It turned into "Oh no, what have I done?"
I don't even know his last name
Here we go

Today, I woke up, thinking about 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

What happens here is... (you see, it stays here), all of this will disappear (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(There's just one little problem, yeah)
Oh, that's right, that's right (yeah, yeah, yeah), take the tears and... and hit the road
What happens here, all of this... ahh! (You know, I think we could do...)
What happens here, all of this will disappear
(There's just one little problem, yeah)
I don't even know my last name

Oh my momma would be so ashamed
It started off, "Hey cutie where you from?"
It turned into "Oh no, what have I done?"
'Cause I don't even know my last name
I don't even know my last name
Two, two, three, four (woo!)

(Sorry, guys... okay, you all)