Well, she picked me up in a German car
And she took me out to an Irish bar
Where I drank some beer in a plastic cup
Till I had some trouble standing up

And then she drove downtown to a strobe-lit place
Where all wore the guys wore chains and the thumping bass
Was so intense I could barely feel my face
And I think I asked her back to my place

But that's all I recall
And when I woke up in the hall
I was alone and softly groaning
And I'd lost my keys and lost my phone

And I wondered what I did or said
That I might soon regret
It was the night I can't remember
With the girl I can't forget

Well, I was reeling, watching the ceiling spin
The next evening when my friends walked in
And when I asked them if they knew where I'd been
They didn't speak at first, they only grinned

You see, I'm not the type to get in fights
But that might not have been the case last night
Because they heard that I had a word or two
With a man who asked "Is she with you?"

And if I took it the wrong way
I guess that's not for me to say
Though it seems I might have slipped up
When I offered him some grooming tips

But at least that helps explain
The cuts and bruises on my head