Paris Hilton - Drunk Text lyrics

I went out to the club the other night To, you know, dance with my b**hes That guy was there again He's like I'm sorry for what I said last weekend I told him I didn't mind, which was a lie But I was equally sorry And I didn't want to apologize It was just a drunk text In my head I was writing a fiction of us Behind my eyes, I was begging for Things my lips could never ask And my mouth kept pouring Desperate clauses of random intent He asked me if he could text me later After the club He hands me another shot of vodka And I say, sure I'm on the dance floor when I get a text from Adam I'm too lazy to type, so I send him a photo I took up a dancer's skirt And tell him to come and get it Not realizing what I had just said Later on, she comes up to me Holds up her phone screaming at me and I say I'm sorry, it was just a drunk text I should've known they knew each other No one is safe in the twitter sphere anymore You take the word s**, and mix it with texting It's called s**ting When you add drunk s**ting The words just don't make sense It's a hot mess of misspelled obscenities, Body parts, run on questions I'm not sure what it means to ask