The Hangover Song

A Morning of Regret: The Hangover Song's Journey
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Lyrics

We went to a pub last night, we drank some beer, we drank some wine

We visited a pub, had beer and wine.

We danced, we sang, we were merry, until the morning time

We joyfully danced and sang until morning.

The pints were sinking rather quick, I lost track after five or six

Pints of drinks were consumed rapidly, losing count after five or six.

But then the shots kicked in and that's when the room really begins to spin

Shots intensified, causing the room to spin.

And there are sections towards the end where I can't remember much

Memory gaps towards the end of the night.

Apart from getting food and walking home with you and using you as a crutch

Recollection of getting food, walking home, relying on someone as support.

And I get home and collapse in my bed, clothes still on, phone by my head

Arriving home, collapsing in bed with clothes on, phone nearby.

Room still spinning and I'm passing out, eyelids start to turn to lead

Room still spinning, on the verge of passing out.

But then I wake up in the morning and my stomach's trying to crawl out my eyes

Morning awakening with a queasy stomach.

And I'm not sure if I can move without my insides becoming my outsides

Doubtful about movement without discomfort.

I swear I'll never drink again, no never, not one more time

Pledge to never drink again in the current state.

But that'll probably change later when I'm back to feeling fine

Expectation that the resolution may change when feeling better.

But for now I'm

Transition to being hungover.

Hungover, I am, hungover

Expressing the state of being hungover.

I wish that last night, I had stayed a bit more sober

Regret for not staying more sober the previous night.

I am hungover, I am hungover

Reiteration of being hungover.

Please turn out the lights and close the curtains till this is over

Request to dim lights and close curtains during recovery.

This day will mainly be complaining, about the aching in my brain

Day filled with complaints about aching in the brain.

And straining to remember last night's memories through the pain

Struggling to recall memories amidst pain.

But we'll recount the heroic tales, of all the successes and the messy fails

Sharing both successful and failed tales of the night.

Stationary things jumping out at me, trying to work out what happened to all of our money

Attempting to figure out the financial aftermath.

And we'll wrap ourselves in fragile tape, drink coffee and water and only eat cake

Wrapping in fragile tape, consuming coffee, water, and only cake.

Lie on the couch watching films all day, hope that the weather outside is grey

Spending the day on the couch, hoping for gloomy weather.

But when the weekend comes around again, I'll be back out on the town with friends

Anticipating a return to socializing on the weekend.

Repeating all those same mistakes, again and again

Expectation to repeat the same mistakes.

Until I wake up in the morning and my stomach's trying to crawl out my eyes

Similar experience of waking up with a queasy stomach.

And I'm not sure if I can move without my insides becoming my outsides

Uncertainty about movement without discomfort.

I swear I'll never drink again, no never, not one more time

Renewing the pledge to abstain from drinking.

But that'll probably change later, when I'm back to feeling fine

Expectation of reconsidering when feeling better.

But for now I'm

Current state of being hungover.

Hungover, I am, hungover

Reiteration of being hungover.

I wish that last night, I had stayed a bit more sober

Regret for not staying more sober the previous night.

I am hungover, I am hungover

Reiteration of being hungover.

Please turn out the lights and close the curtains till this is over

Request to dim lights and close curtains during recovery.

So next time that you go to the bar

Advice to choose water at the bar to avoid excess.

Maybe make it a water, before you let it go too far

Caution against overindulgence.

'cause eating's not cheating and throwing up is not fun

Asserting that eating is not cheating, but vomiting is unpleasant.

And don't collapse before the end of the night because otherwise then you might

Warning against collapsing before the night ends.

Wake up in the morning with your stomach trying to crawl out your eyes

Anticipation of waking up with a queasy stomach.

And you won't be sure if you can move without your insides becoming your outsides

Uncertainty about movement without discomfort.

You'll swear you'll never drink again, no never, not one more time

Renewing the pledge to abstain from drinking.

But that'll probably change later when you're back to feeling fine

Expectation of reconsidering when feeling better.

But for now we are

Collective acknowledgment of being hungover.

Hungover, ooooh, hungover

Expressing the state of being hungover with emphasis.

I wish that last night, I had stayed a bit more sober

Regret for not staying more sober the previous night.

I am hungover, I am hungover

Reiteration of being hungover.

Please turn out the lights and close the curtains till this is over

Request to dim lights and close curtains during recovery.

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