Luyện nghe bài hát Drunk Text

I out to the club the other night
To, you know, with my bitches
That guy was there
like
I'm sorry for what I last weekend
I him I didn't mind, which was a lie
But I was sorry
And I didn't to apologize
It was a drunk text
In my I was writing a fiction of us
my eyes, I was begging for
Things my lips never ask
And my mouth pouring
clauses of random intent
He asked me if he text me later
the club
He hands me another of vodka
And I say,

I'm on the dance when I get a text from Adam
I'm too lazy to type, so I send him a I took up a dancer's skirt
And him to come and get it
Not realizing what I had just
on, she comes up to me
Holds up her screaming at me and I say
I'm sorry, it was just a drunk

I should've known knew each other
No one is safe in the sphere anymore
You the word sex, and mix it with texting
It's sexting
When you add sexting
The words just don't sense

It's a hot of misspelled obscenities,
parts, run on questions
I'm not sure it means to ask