I need them for headaches, I need them for skin
We need it for a night out and sometimes for a night in
The room stinks of poppers and the bog's full of bile
At least I'm not shitting blood again
I always say it's the worst in the while

I hear we had a good time
I hear I was a riot
I would've liked me a lot last night
I could've put me to shame last night

I feel out with a lover, I fell out with my friends
I'm still trying to decide where the weekend ends
No solids on Sunday, we can eat in the week
You said I was fucked - you've got some fucking cheek

You said we had a good time
I hear I was a right laugh
I really loved you a lot last night
I could've hugged you to death last night