The last night was like a warm blanket on my mind Was it foggy when we kissed or was I blind? When we listened to Bridget St.John Now everything, everything is gone, gone, gone, gone The new day is shouting in my face And the birds are chirping in my ears you are wrong And don't tell us you were just drunk And don't tell us you were just And don't tell us you were just drunk And don't tell us you were just