Well I guess I had myself some fun last night   I don't remember a thing but I'm trying with all my might   Well my brain's a shameful blur   But one thing is for sure   I found myself another lost weekend      Well my hands are sore and there's lumps upside my head   Some teen-age girl is sleeping in my bed   And if I don't lie down quick   I believe that I'll get sick   Repentance for another lost weekend      I wish somebody'd tell me just who and what I did   Why is this ring on my finger and who's that screaming kid?      My phone is ringing, I hear I put on quite a show   And the more I learn the less I want to know   Well I wanna dig a hole and die   But I couldn't even if I tried   I found myself another lost weekend      I'm praying to the porcelain god down on my knees   Said I'll swear off if you only help me please   And as my guts run down the drain   I sing one last refrain   I'll never find another lost weekend