This song makes me feel like I'm 12 again. So long story short... an unsuspecting victim meets a *Borat voice* 'geeenuiiine Rico Suave' at a bar while "drinking mojitos." Clearly under the influence of alcohol, she brings him home to continue their fun. Well, low and behold, in the morning when she awakes he is gone, and so is her "beloved" guitar. Ultimately a valuable lesson can be learned from this anecdotal piece: hide your valuables when strangers are the company in your home... or one-night stands just aren't such a good idea (unless on Spring Break or in Vegas lol). I'm favoring the latter.
So corny haha.
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