Last song was Crystal Method's "Comin' Back." They don't have a vocalist but Trixie Reiss did guest vocals for that track.
If I woke up next to something like that I would leap out of bed as if struck with a cattle prod. Not that she's hard to look at. Far from it. There simply is no amount of alcohol, luck, or divine intervention that could make a woman like that pay a single molecule of attention to a schlub like me. It follows that something would have to be horribly, horribly wrong.
I'd spend half a minute panicking, wondering why I couldn't remember last night. Then I'd rush to the nearest mirror to make sure I was still myself. Then I'd rush back to the bedroom to make sure she was still breathing. Then I'd wait for the other shoe to drop -- listen for the sound of her angry boyfriend banging on the door, or sirens approaching, or some other horrible thing coming my way.