Pedazo de Morón

Piece of jerk, I left the bar and the car is slipping away
Can't see a thing, on top of that these guys here are gonna make me blow
Mr. officer: I, I haven't drunk a thing
Mr. officer: I can still walk and party

Where did I live? Where will I have the keys to the dirty entrance?
Whose car is this? Where is mine?
Where's my girl?

I think I messed up, tomorrow I'll stop partying
I always end up the same: drunk, lost, looking for the last bar.

And sing again until the sun comes up
To close down the bar, to shake off the jerk
Today I'll mess up again, tomorrow I'll be down;
I don't care if she sleeps in my room

What happened last night? I'm not usually like this, what a face today
I have to sing and I can't find my voice around the room
after a song everything is back on track,
if you're bored come, stay!