Lyrics : Keith Urban/Sam Sumser/Sean Small/BRELAND
Music : Keith Urban/Sam Sumser/Sean Small/BRELAND
Well, it was Saturday night last time I checked
Overdraft on the card but I ain't gon' stress
Not at all, I'll call the bank tomorrow
I got some Titanic friends, yeah, we all get wrecked
Order anything we want from the bottom shelf
Living large in a small-town bar
The clock goes 'round, it's 1 already
But don't turn it down, just let it play
Another round to hold us steady
We do one last cheers and down our beers
And they tell us that we can't stay here
Oh, I know that it's closing time and
I won't lie, yes, I had more than a few
And you know I shouldn't be driving
I think I should probably go home with you
Yeah, I'm a little home, I should just go drunk
But hanging out with you is just too much fun
So sweet, you're always there for me
You'll be fine on the couch or the kitchen floor
Next time, my place but tonight at yours
We're a team, and you're the MVP
The clock goes 'round, it's 2 already
Ain't slowin' down, no, not today
Another round to hold us steady
We do one last cheers and down our beers
And they tell us that we can't stay here
Oh, I know that it's closing time and
I won't lie, yes, I had more than a few
And you know I shouldn't be driving
I think I should probably go home with you
Take me home, home, home
Take me home
Home, home, home
Take me home
Take me home
Oh, I know that it's closing time and
It's closing time
I won't lie, yes, I had more than a few
More than a few
And you know I shouldn't be driving
I shouldn't be driving
I think I should probably go home with you
Go home with you, baby