Last night.
I can't begin to talk about.
My smile says it all.

Workers ask me, what I'm smiling about?
Can't admit the truth.
So I say nothing.

Last night.
Whew!-oh what a night?

Memories are made of this.
Now truthfully some people honestly do guess.
That last night reminded them of something they did.

How?
Can you tell?
Because they are smiling.
And it's about last night.