Chris Young, Who's Gonna Take Me Home Lyrics

Who's Gonna Take Me Home Lyrics

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Chris Young - Who's Gonna Take Me Home Lyrics


Bartenderís sittiní them shots on the bar
Those last two Jagar bombs hit me hard
My best friend left and took the keys to my car
Whoís gonna take me home?

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
Whoís gonna take me home?

Well, I canít drive, I canít walk
And Iím a little too high to crawl
Iíll hold up this wall
Till I come down or the room stops spinniní
Gonna stand right here and chill out for a minute


Standiní in the menís room waitiní on a stall
Lean my head up against the cool concrete wall
Hey thereís a few numbers I guess I could call
Whoís gonna take me home?
(Whereís my cell phone?)

Well, I canít drive, I canít walk
And Iím a little too high to crawl
Iíll hold up this wall
Till I come down or the room stops spinniní
Gonna stand right here, Oh wait just a minute!

Twelve little hotties crammed in a back booth
With a bachelorette all drinkiní Vermouth
Lucky for thereís just enough room

Well hello girls, next roundís on me
Toast a few drinks to the bide to be
Close the town down and then weíll see
Whoís gonna take me home?

Yeah, whoís gonna take me home?
Yeah, whoís gonna take me home?

I canít drive
I canít walk
Too high
To crawl

Whoís gonna take me home?

[Thanks to Egakidasu@hotmail.com for lyrics]


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