| Sunday Morning After (Phone rings...) Amanda: Uhh, hell...hello? Guy: Where are you? Amanda: What time is it? Guy: Ummm...it's...1:30...in the afternoon Amanda: Uh Guy: Are you alright? Amanda: Hang on... I woke up with a killer hangover Hope it was worth all this pain (I'd do it all over again) By the time the party was over Tequila was my claim to fame (I couldn't remember my name) I was dancing with Jake When I last saw my keys That was my first mistake 'Cause what happened to me? (Oh...) I looked down at my arm, baby And something's lookin' back at me And I cannot believe it CHORUS: Oh my God! I woke up with a snake tattoo Oh my God! And I think that my tongue's pierced too Oh my God! Oh my God! It's the Sunday morning after and baby who the hell are you? (Ah...woo hoo hoo) I remember yelling, 'Hey DJ! Jack the volume, I love this song!' (And then it all gets hazy) And my clothes are selling on E-bay (Click here) And I don't know what I'm gonna put on (Where were my friends to save me?) I blacked out I came to And it's all such a blur Had a blast, I assume But I'm really not sure Exactly where am I now, baby Wake up and tell me your name (Excuse me) 'Cause this is insane! CHORUS (Oh my God! Oh my God!) My alter ego took over and took me on a fantasy ride (Took me on a ride, whoa, whoa, whoa) You can take me anywhere twice But the second time will be to apologize, hey baby CHORUS (x3) I can't remember... Where am I? What am I? Who am I? How am I? How did I? I can't remember |