You’ll be sorry in the morning
You’ll regret it in the morning when you wake up
You’ll feel bad
You’ll think back and say why did I when I’ve been warned
By my dad

You’ll be sorry in the morning
You’ll regret it when you think back
But you’ll blame it on the wine
To think you’re promised to a marriage
Which will take place
In good time

 

from The Diary Of A Musical Nobody Chapter Six – Subtlety