Gone

Woke up in a Mini Cooper

Pondering the night's regret

Feeling guilty, feeling super

Strung-out drinking... Walker, wet

Pitiful and drunken stupor

But the girl I can’t forget

I think her name was something with a...

Maybe it was Juliette

I'd seen her in her satin shirt

This young, petite, long-haired brunette

Sprayed on denim jeans overt

My eyes to something less a threat

But when her eyes found mine to flirt

I know I broke out in a sweat

I introduced myself and she said...

Perhaps it was Bernadette

Drinking, dancing, flirting, glancing

At her slender silhouette

I'd considered refinancing

Going deeper into debt

For such a beauty so entrancing

Eyes like none I'd ever met

I'd watched her lips as she revealed

I'm positive it was Jeanette

We drank a toast and danced engrossed

And I would make a bet

The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Would pine for this coquette

She would banter, I'd riposte

Each other we'd abet

No question, I would not forget her

I think her name was Antoinette?

The fire alarm caught someone chancing

Careless with a cigarette

And sprinklers rained on our romancing

We stayed there while others set

To dash away while we kept dancing

Silky smooth and soaking wet

In her hand a Johnny Walker

In my arms I held... Paulette?

Ushers ushered us outside

Breaking up our sweet duet

Her rushing friends rushed in and pried

Our hands apart and seemed upset

That we would stop and stay inside

And cause their blushing cheeks to fret

And so without a goodnight kiss

I said a sweet goodbye to umm... Collette?

With nothing left for me to do

I wandered, pondered, wondered yet

I strove to know the name I knew

The girl I know I’ll not forget

Sweet Antoijeanbernacolljuliorpaulette

I ordered a drink at the bar I'd come to

Only name I recalled: Johnny Walker... wet

And wound up in a Mini Cooper

Thinking ’bout the girl I can’t forget

Ah! It's Amy! Ha! 100% positive! It was Amy. Definitely Amy.

94% positive.