The Eleventh Hour Lyrics

My throat was dry and I proceeded to drink about a quart of ginger ale

Had nothing to do nowhere to go

Give me the power

The eleventh hour

And I was shaking inside as the room just began to spin

Had nothing to gain nothing to lose

I think I need a shower

The eleventh hour

But seven rums and cokes was the last that I recall

I don't remember anything about no ballroom brawl

I don't remember sneaking you inside the shower stall

Now I'm praying really hard this headache stops once and for all

Oh seven rums and cokes was all I could compute

I think I might recall a girl who thought that I was cute

But I think I blew my chances when I threw up in her boots

Now I'm praying really hard this headache stops before I puke

Inside her boots

My throat was dry so dry