I woke up this morning with a really bad head
So buried it in the pillow and vowed to stay in bed
I had never felt so awful, I just didn’t feel right
Never again not after last night.
What happened, where did we go
How did I get home, did we go to a show
I looked in the mirror what a sight
Even the poor cat took off in fright.
I looked up at the ceiling
It was going round and round
My head kept going funny
Each time my feet touched the ground.
Next time I’m asked out I’ll decline and say
I’m sorry my hair needs a wash
I’ll put on the telly and turn off the phone
And enjoy a night in on my own.