68.

Saturday evening, it's almost summer,
Brisky air, guitar sounds,
She's wearing her green dress,
She's out having fun tonight.
She just keeps thinking
About that voice, from inside her mind,
That made so much noise
And was trying to keep her home tonight.
It's 3 AM already, she's still in the club,
That guy keeps buying her drinks,
She feels so dizzy, but she thinks it's alright
'Cause she's just relaxing tonight.
It's 7 AM, she's somewhere on the streets,
Her dress is ripped and there's blood
She can't remember a thing, cause she blacked out,
But she had been raped that night...