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Who's Gonna Take Me Home - Chris Young
Written by：Jim Collins/Tony Martin/Wendell Mobley
Bartender's sittin' them shots on the bar
Those last two Jagar bombs hit me hard
My best friend left and took the keys to my car
Who's 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
Who's gonna take me home

Well I can't drive I can't walk
And I'm a little too high to crawl
I'll hold up this wall
Till I come down or the room stops spinnin'
Gonna stand 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

Well I can't drive I can't walk
And I'm a little too high to crawl
I'll hold up this wall
Till I come down or the room stops spinnin'
Gonna stand right Whoa wait a minute

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