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I got three missed calls from a number I don't know
And my debit card got left out in the cold
I got a Tootsie's cup, laying by my bed
A steady bang, banging in my head
Hell, if I'da stayed home
I wouldn't be moving so slow
But if I could put last night back in the bottle
Hell, I wouldn't be in half the shape I'm in
Yeah, if I could put last night back in the bottle, Lord
I'd pull last night back down and drink it again
In the bedroom bathroom mirror, I found a lipstick note
"Good ride, cowboy," that was all she wrote
Well, she didn't leave her number, didn't leave a name
I guess she could tell I'd be hell to tame
Well, I hope we had fun
But on another note
If I could put last night back in the bottle
Hell, I wouldn't be in half the shape I'm in
Yeah, if I could put last night back in the bottle, Lord
I'd pull last night back down and drink it again
Yeah, if I could put last night back in the bottle
Hell, I wouldn't be in half the shape I'm in
These hangover pills wouldn't be so hard to swallow, no
Yeah, and I'd have back my truck note and my rent
Yeah, but all indications point to me havin' a good time
Even though I feel like hell in the present tense
If I could put last night back in the bottle, Lord
I'd pull last night back down and drink it again
Yeah, I'd pull last night back down and drink it again
Yeah, I'd probably drink it again