Last Night

She was there at the bar She heard my guitar She was long and tall She was the queen of them all Last night Thinking 'bout last night Last night Thinking 'bout last night She was dark and discreet She was light on her feet We went up to her room And she lowered the boom Last night Thinking 'bout last night Last night Thinking 'bout last night Down below They danced and sang in the street While up above The walls were steaming with heat Last night Thinking 'bout last night Last night Thinking 'bout last night I was feeling no pain Feeling good in my brain I looked in her eyes They were full of surprise Last night Talking 'bout last night Last night Talking 'bout last night I asked her to marry me She smiled and pulled out a knife "The party's just beginning," she said "Your money or your life" Last night Talking 'bout last night Last night Talking 'bout last night Now I'm back at the bar She went a little too far She done me wrong All I got is this song Last night Thinking 'bout last night Last night Thinking 'bout last night Last night Talking 'bout last night Last night Talking 'bout last night Last night Thinking 'bout last night Last night (Oh) thinking 'bout last night