Trauma Center: Ultimate

It wasn't unusual for Angie and Leslie to go out and have fun, but Angie went and got drunk out of her head

When I was down

Who else, but her handsome assistant, none too pleased because he was roused from his sleep

You picked me up

But it was Angie they were talking about. His love.

When I was low

She was a right mess. She had no sense of direction, and walked towards him, but aimed a little to the left.

You raised me up

"Hey, Derek, I didn't know you had a twin"

When I was down

He was able to put his arm under Angie, so that she was stable

You picked me up

And then "Heave!" and he picked her up. Her weight was pushing on Derek's arm due to the fact that her balance had been altered.

Oh rise (rise) me up

With difficulty, he managed to guide his incapacitated girlfriend/assistant.

It took me higher!

Or at least he liked to think about it like that.

Rise ( rise) me up

It took me, it took me higher

Angie had a thumping headache as well. Of course, the drink makes you think you're invincible

Ee-Uhh ba ba we-eeeeeeee

Angie's senseless babble due to her incapacitation was… cute.

Rise, rise, rise, rise

As they drove off into the night, Angie fell asleep.