Where was I last night? No chance I will find.
Some wallpaper on walls... I remember it... mostly...
The marie girl... and some other whore. Never mind!
I made out with both. ‘til I lost it

I woke up the next day
and I heard it at once
cursed the hostess, they say,
then all naked I danced

tried to frighten them all
spoke in verses and sang
and my father I called
a big general man

they say later I tore up my shirt, beat my chest
every one, I annoyed, hurt some feelings
claimed they everyone sold me or maybe betrayed
bothered them with my songs through the evening

I stopped drinking sometime
guess I needed to rest
then on walls I poured wine
broke glasses in jest

opened windows, and more!
grabbed some china, you guessed,
threw it all on the floor
then... my head hit a desk

no one dared with me, not a one
but later... they surely rallied
all at once, laughing hard, forced me down, tied me up
just like that... and no one cared

some just spat in my face
others forced me to drink
and some dancer, with grace,
hit me hard, but in sync

then, a beautiful widow,
faithful still to her man,
pity took on me, kiddo,
she said, make a stand

in the kitchen, my face nothing but bloody mess
I said, chill, no more trouble, you dorks
cut the ropes, you assassins, and I will confess
they untied me, right after they hid all the forks

there are no words
to describe the next scene
hands of mine became swords
strong I was like a fiend

I beastly turned red
like an animal wild
on windows I fed,
911 hosts dialed

Where was I last night? No chance I will find.
Yes! wallpaper on walls... I remember it... mostly...
as if sprayed hard by mace, bruises all dark and blue
no way to save face, what comes next, no clue

if true is one third
of what happened last night
there’s nothing to do
but hide self from the sight

it was only that widow
who made it all right
took some pity on me,
said, come home, I invite