| Lyrics: | I picked her up at the specified time.
I was dressed to the nines,
and she looked so
blind,
in a pink sequin dress,
just a bit too tight,
and I was thinking this could be
the night.
At the restaurant things were in full bloom.
She said she had to visit the ladies
room.
It may have been just a visit,
but I guess along the way,
she decided that she'd
extend her stay.
Did she ever come back?
No she never came back.
and the waiter was
laughing as I paid the check.
We were going to go to the discotech.
(Actually at that point,
that whole discotech idea,
was pretty much off).
On my way out, though, I chanced to
see,
a girl at the bar making eyes at me.
So I said to myself, so this could be
good.
We'll exchange smiles, phone numbers, and maybe even fluids.
So I bought her a drink,
and I bought her two more,
and I asked her for her number as she walked out her door.
She
said, "555-5555 and I live at number 55 drive."
Was it really her number?
No, it really was
not,
and a ... is all I got,
when I tried to call it later on.
How'd the date end?
Badly.
How'd the date end? Sadly.
It was not a love connection, nosiree.
How'd the date
end? Terrible.
How'd the date end? Unbearable.
But that's not all, Chuck, as you will
see.
I stumbled around 'til I found another bar,
which was good because I couldn't find my
car.
I ordered a scotch and I drank it down,
and I did this several times 'til I lost
count.
They picked me up where I'd fallen down.
I was read my rights and brought
downtown.
I can't remember very much,
but I think it's safe to say that this date
sucked.
How'd the date end? Terrible.
How'd the date end? Unbearable |
