The Girl I Can't Forget

Well, she picked me up in a German car And she took me out to an Irish bar Where I drank some beer in a plastic cup Till I had some trouble standing up And then she drove downtown to a strobe-lit place Where all wore the guys wore chains and the thumping ba*s Was so intense I could barely feel my face And I think I asked her back to my place But that's all I recall And when I woke up in the hall I was alone and softly groaning And I'd lost my keys and lost my phone And I wondered what I did or said That I might soon regret It was the night I can't remember With the girl I can't forget Well, I was reeling, watching the ceiling spin The next evening when my friends walked in And when I asked them if they knew where I'd been They didn't speak at first, they only grinned You see, I'm not the type to get in fights But that might not have been the case last night Because they heard that I had a word or two With a man who asked "Is she with you?" And if I took it the wrong way I guess that's not for me to say Though it seems I might have slipped up When I offered him some grooming tips But at least that helps explain The cuts and bruises on my head >From the night I can't remember With the girl I can't forget And it's all coming back now Don't know how to react now Guess I'll let it go I'm not so sure I want to know Well, I was back at work at 9:15 When a message popped up on my screen It said "Pick me up at 8:45, and we can give it one more try" And now that I'm with her The whole thing seems a bit absurd Though she never fails to tell the tale Of the time she had to post my bail And for giving me a second chance I'm forever in her debt Since the night I can't remember She's the girl, I won't ever forget