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CBartender’s sittin’ them shots on the bar Those Clast two Jagar bombs hit me hard CMy best friend left and took the keys to my car CWho’Bs gonna Ftake me Chome
That dad gum Jimmy he took me out back Pulled a Marlboro cigarette out of his cap Now I remember why I quit all that Who’s gonna take me home? Chorus:
Well, I can’t Fdrive, I can’t Cwalk And I’m a Blittle too high to Ccrawl I’ll hold Fup this Cwall Till GI come down or the room stops spinnin’ Gonna Gstand right here and chill out for a minute
Standin’ in the men’s room waitin’ on a stall Lean my head up against the cool concrete wall Hey there’s a few numbers I guess I could call Who’s gonna take me home? (Where’s my cell phone?) Chorus Twelve little hotties crammed in a back booth With a bachelorette all drinkin’ Vermouth Lucky for there’s just enough room Well hello girls, next round’s on me Toast a few drinks to the bride to be Close the town down and then we’ll see Who’s gonna take me home? Yeah, who’s gonna take me home? Yeah, who’s gonna take me home? I can’t drive I can’t walk Too high To crawl Who’s gonna take me home?