You gotta help me out.It's all a blur last night.We need a taxi 'cause you're.hung-over and I'm broke.I lost my fake I'd but you lost the motel key.Spare me your freakin' dirty looks.Now don't play me.You want to cash out and get the hell out of town.

Don't be a baby.Remember what you told me.That's what you get for waking up in Vegas.Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now.That's what you get for waking up in Vegas.Why are these lights so bright.Oh, did we get hitched last night,dressed up like Elvis,And why, why am I wearing your class ring? Don't call your mother 'Cause now we're partners in crime