You gotta help me out
It's all a blur last night
We need a taxi 'cause you're hung-over and I'm broke
I lost my fake I'd but you lost the motel key
Spare me your freakin' dirty looksNow don't play me
You want to cash out and get the hell out of town
Remember what you told me
Shut up and put your money where your mouth is
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas
Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now
That's what you get for waking up in Vegas

Why are these lights so bright
Oh, did we get hitched last night,
dressed up like Elvis, And why,
why am I wearing your class ring?
Don't call your mother
'Cause now we're partners in crime.

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