Crawling from the Wreckage ( Of a Saturday Night )

I went to a party late last night
 Yeah, I knew that I shouldn't go,
 'Cause I still can't think and I still can't see
 Hey, what's this powder on my nose?
 Where's my wallet, where's my keys?
 I can't understand why I do these things
 My head is pounding, my throat is dry
 I'm crawling from the wreckage of a Saturday night
 Puke in the hallway, dishes in the sink
 Can't find my cell phone, ooh what stinks?
 Who's that girl lyin' in my bed?
 I gotta find some Alka for my achin' head
 Hair of the dog I'll never learn
 It's both ends of the candle that I burn
 It's way too early the sun's too bright
 I'm crawling from the wreckage of a Saturday night
 I went to a party late last night
 Yeah, I knew that I shouldn't go,
 'Cause I still can't think and I still can't see
 Hey, what's this powder on my nose?
 Where's my wallet, where's my keys?
 I can't understand why I do these things
 My head is pounding my throat is dry
 I'm crawling from the wreckage of a Saturday night
 Crawling from the wreckage of a Saturday night
 Crawling from the wreckage of a Saturday night
 Crawling from the wreckage of a Saturday night