A/N: This is the song that this story is based on, mind you it's very loosely based, I wasn't even sure I was going to post the song but decided it didn't make much sense if you didn't know the reasoning behind the story. So here it goes. By the way the song is Last Name by Carrie Underwood.

Last Name

Last night, I got served a little bit too much of that poison baby
Last night, I did things I'm not proud of
And I got a little crazy
Last night, I met a guy on the dance floor and I let him call me baby

And I don't even know his last name
My momma would be so ashamed
It started off, hey cutie where you from
And then it turned into oh no, what have I done
And I don't even know his last name

We left, the club, 'bout around 3 o'clock in the morning
His Pinto, sitting there, in the parking lot, well it should have been a warning
I had no clue what I was getting into
So, I'll blame it on the Cuervo

And I don't even know his last name
My momma would be so ashamed
It started of, hey cutie where you from
And then it turned into oh no, what have I done
And I don't even know his last name

Here we go

Today, I woke up, thinking about Elvis somewhere in Vegas
I'm not sure how I got here
Or how this ring on my left hand just appeared outta nowhere
I gotta go take the chips and the Pinto and hit the road
They say what happens here, stays here, all of this will disappear

There's just one little problem

I don't even know my last night
My momma would be so ashamed
It started of, hey cutie where you from
And then it turned into oh no, what have I done
And I don't even know my last name

What have I done
What have I done
What have I done

Oh, what have I done
I don't even know my last name

Well it turned into, oh no what have I done
And I don't even know my last name
Yea, Yeah, Yeah

It started off hey cutie where you from
And then it turned into, oh no what have I done
And I don't even know my last name
Oh, yeah