Walk of Shame

Oh, in a haze of Ketel One and confusion
She finds herself alone
In a frat house, where the president is
A guy she used to bone

Oh no, there she goes
Down the boulevard, after getting lucky
In the dress she wore last night
Which she described as "sophisticated-slutty"
Oh, it's tragic and it's sad, it's tragic and it's sad
And the traffic stops to laugh at the girl who's magic in the sack
High heels and some lowered self-esteem
A perfect combo in a college freshman's dream
Mascara smeared across her cheeks
After a night of rolling around in the sheets
A round of applause, for the girl, just because
She finally made it home when suddenly

Who is that she sees in the distance?
Blake from the other night
You think the lady would've learned by now
But let's start all over again



Credits
Writer(s): Elton John
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