The Morning After

It's the morning after the night before And my head is sore 'I'll never make it to the door It's the morning after the night before And I swear to God I'll never do this anymore Sunday night at the local, is where I can be found But pretty girls and lots of shots Are sure to wear you down, down, down It's the morning after the night before My head is sore, I'll never make it to the door It's the morning after the night before And I swear to God I'll never do this anymore Ah the drinks they fly in the local And if homeward I don't go It's a hell of a hangover and I'll have no dough left to show It's the morning after the night before My head is sore I'll never make it to the door It's the morning after the night before And I swear to God I'll never do this anymore Well I just woke up and I'm in bed and I know it's not my own And 'your one' whose lying next to me She must have brought me right on home It's the morning after the night before My head is sore I'll never make it to the door It's the morning after the night before I swear to God I'll never do this anymore It's the morning after the night before My head is sore I'll never make it to the door It's the morning after the night before And I swear to God I'll never do this anymore