I don’t wanna go home
I got too many reason to stay
It’s Friday night, the bar ain’t dry
And all my friends are right by my side
And I’m still walking straight, and the morning…
Is still too far away
Old school bourbon and a bucket of beer
Got me swerving but I know to turn it up a couple gears
Another Sambuca, John Belushi in his prime
If you’re drinking with me we might be doing some time
So drink with me, come on, drink drink drink
Blame it on my boss ’cause I had a tough week
Get the Jamerson paperback, come on take a sip of that
Everybody’s welcome to the local bar I’m living at
It’s 2 o’clock in the morning
And I am still thirsty
And he’s screaming now, done his last call
Then I don’t wanna leave
And I know that soon I’ll be seeing the sun
I’ve been here since noon and no I ain’t done
So don’t ask me to go ’cause I know
I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go home
I got too many reasons to stay
It’s Friday, the bar ain’t dry
And all my friend are right by my side
And I’m still walking straight, and the morning…
Is still too far away
[?] smoking, real loud music
Hangovers only last if you don’t drink through it
We’ll spill a few sins but we’ll all walk through it
So pour ’em in a shot gla** so we can just shoot it
So drink with me, come on, drink drink drink
Blame it on my bills ’cause I had a tough week
Here’s a double shot of medicine, I bet you’re feeling better
We’ll make a few friends that we probably won’t remember
And then we tumble out into the parking lot
Your place or mine we just need a spot
To have a couple more beers and take some shots
And maybe get lucky or maybe not
It really don’t matter, long as we’re together
Long as we’re hanging, feels like forever
I hope this ain’t the end
And we’ll do it all again
I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go home
I got too many reasons to stay
It’s Friday, the bar ain’t dry
And all my friend are right by my side
And I’m still walking straight, and the morning…
Is still too far away