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This is Last night by Good Charlotte.
All that I remember is that you had me at hello.
I knew right when I met her that I wouldn't take it slow.
The more we heard the music, the more we got in synch.
The more I kept you laughing, the less I stopped to think.
The last thing I remember, you said this place is beat.
It must have gotten crazy, cause I can't recall a thing.
I walked into the night club at 6pm. As soon as I saw her I was captivated, she was beautiful, ebony hair embedded with teal highlights, pale skin glowing in the lights of the night club. You noticed me starring at you and beckoned me over.
"Hello." You smile at me; you had me then and there.
I knew I wasn't going to wait for long, I had to have you.
The songs kept playing, we kept dancing, I kept you laughing and you kept me from thinking.
I can't remember much after that.
"This place is beat." You tell me over the music, "We should go somewhere else."
We must of done some crazy things because I can't recall what the hell happened after that.
Last night, can't remember.
What happened? Where'd we go?
I woke up this morning.
Where's my car? Where's my keys? Where's my clothes?
I feel my head still spinning but I'm doing alright
Cause I think I just had the best night of my life.
Last night, can't remember.
What happened? Did it happen? Last night
I woke up in my bed the next morning. Normally in this situation last nights events would flood back to me, but not this morning. I can't remember a thing. What the hell happened? Where the hell did we go? Why am I only in boxers? I get up and I feel my head spin, but I'm alright. Cause I think I had the best night of my life, so I'm fine with having a headache. Last night, last night, I wish I could remember. I want to know what happened, what did I do?
Everyone's been calling like I've been gone for days.
There's a note left on the table and all it says is "Thanks".
It's starting to get dark outside, I'm finally awake.
I'm feeling kind of guilty. Is there something I can take?
There's lipstick on my collar. I'm piecing it together.
Then I see a picture of me and you from…
My phone rang and I picked it up.
"Hello?" I said groggily.
"Dude, its Geoff. Where have you been? You didn't come to work today?" Geoff asked concern in his voice.
"I just had a big night." I said rubbing my temples.
"Oh, understood." And he hung up.
I sighed and threw the phone on my bed. I staggered over to the kitchen, I look around the room, everything seems normal, except there's a note on the table. I picked it up and all it said was in fancy, curly lettering. 'Thanks.' I look outside the window it's sunset, how long was I asleep? I feeling guilty, what did I do? Is there some pill I can take to get rid of it? I saw the shirt I wore last night draped over a chair, I picked it up and noticed there was blue lipstick on the collar, things are coming together. Then I see a picture of you and me, smiling, that must of be a picture from last night.
Last night, can't remember.
What happened? Where'd we go?
I woke up this morning.
Where's my car? Where's my keys? Where's my clothes?
I feel my head still spinning but I'm doing alright
Cause I think I just had the best night of my life.
Last night, can't remember.
What happened? Did it happen? Last night
I started pacing around my lounge room, I tried and tried to recall the happenings of last night. It's such a shame, I think I had the best night of my life and I can't remember a fricken thing! I sat down at my table and banged my head against the hard wood, hoping that it might trigger something. My mind went back to the first question. What happened?
And did I get the chance to say that I wanted you to stay?
There's things I can't explain, cause my brain don't work that way.
Don't call this a one night stand. No, it wasn't planned.
Wasn't in my head but I just wanna do it again and again and again just like…
I can't remember what I did last night let alone what I said. Had I said wanted I wanted to tell you? Did I ask you to stay with me? Or did you just leave while I was sleeping. Most of the questions I have can't be answered by myself, because my brain's not working right at this point in time. I don't think this was a one night stand, I know I want to see her again, to get to know her better. So last night wasn't planned, most things aren't, but all I know is that I want to find her and do what we did last night again, and again and again.
Last night, can't remember.
What happened? Where'd we go?
I woke up this morning.
Where's my car? Where's my keys? Where's my clothes?
I feel my head still spinning but I'm doing alright
Cause I think I just had the best night of my life.
Last night, can't remember.
What happened? Did it happen? Did it happen? Last night
I do remember one thing though, her name. Gwen.
Last night.
I hoped you like it. I'm thinking the next one is either going to be There she goes or 1979.
Review please.