Luyện nghe bài hát Drunk Text

I out to the club the other night,
to, you know, dance my bitches,
guy was there again,
he's like, i'm sorry for what i said weekend,
i told him i mind,
was a lie,
but i was sorry,
and i want to apologize,
it was just a text,
in my head i was writing a of us,
my eyes,
i was begging for my lips would never ask,
but my mouth kept pouring desperate of random intent,
he asked me if he can me later,
the club,
he hands me another of vodka,
and i say, sure.
i'm on the when i get a text from Adam,
i'm too lazy to so i send a photo i took up a dancer's skirt,
him to come get it,
not realising i had just said,
later on he comes up to me, holds up her phone, at me,
and i say, i'm sorry, it was a drunk text,
i should known they knew eachother,
no-one is in the twiitersphere anymore,
if you take the word sex and mix it with texting, called sexting,
when you add drunk sexting, the just don't make any sense,
it's a hot mess of misfailed obscenities, body parts and questions,
i'm not sure what he to ask,
i get a text my best friend,
she's upstairs bottle service,
she's like, this guy me to wet your lips with his bottle,
he me to bring more girls up, like some kind of pimp,
are you kidding me?
it's just another moment and one stupid reply can to the walk of shame,
i'll be damned if i end up in lame diner after this,
last nights in my purse,
it was just a text,
it was a drunk text,
is the last time i'll ever drink and text,
it was a drunk text,
it was a drunk text.