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Hungover
What have I done?
I’ve had too much fun
My mind is blank
My hair smells rank
I roll out of bed
Pounding in my head
The clank of glass bottles
Still wearing beer goggles
Stumble with gloom
To the mirror in the bathroom
I take a look
both deep and superficial
I look bleak
Mascara on my cheek
From tears shed
Stamp on my forehead
Branded a fool
Clues to where I've been
Look for my phone
But I'm not alone
I'm not at home
I just realized
What’s my prize?
Winner Winner
Chicken Dinner
Guess I’m a sinner
Now for the walk of shame
Shoot this whorse
She's become lame
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