Dolce Gabbana

Does anyone know what time it is?
What a night it was
I didn't write down the plane's plate
It's a fact on a night like this
There's always that amnesia
To forget about the problems
And remember what really matters
What caused all this mess?
And turned this room into a party!

I woke up, only had a hangover in bed
The wine glasses thrown on the floor
And the smell of Sweet Gucci
I only remembered
That every detail gave me pleasure
And the little foot was a size 6
And the body fit
In a size small nightgown