YOU'RE DRUNK, GO HOME

(Check, check)
(One, two, one, two, three)
(Hit it)

I bet you still live with your mama
Down in her basement, tryin' to be Nirvana
Playing with your guitar all afternoon, mm

You got the kinda face where it mighta been a maybe
But you got a lot to learn 'bout flirtin' with a lady
I'm down to talk dirty, but you started talking dirty too soon

You're drunk, go home
If you're trying to hook up
Gotta do it alone
The way you're slurring and the way you stumble
Ain't no way you're gonna get my number
Hey, walk away, so me and my girls can do our thing
I ain't looking for a one night rodeo
You're drunk (uh oh), go home

I think they mighta overserved you George Dickel
Now your friends are all gone, got yourself in a pickle
This bar'll run dry 'fore I let you split a ride with me, baby

Yeah, I know you're a Virgo, that's the third time you told me
Just 'cause I am too doesn't mean that you know me
You're just a dog and barking up the wrong damn tree

You're drunk, go home (go home)
If you're trying to hook up
Gotta do it alone
The way you're slurring and the way you stumble
Ain't no way you're gonna get my number
Hey, walk away (walk away), so me and my girls can do our thing
I ain't looking for a one-night rodeo
You're drunk (yup), go home

(Woo, alright)
(Play some country music boys)
(Ah ha)

You're drunk, go home (bye)
Any other night I might throw you a bone
But the way you're slurring and the way you stumble
Ain't no way you're gonna get my number
Hey, walk away (walk away), so me and my girls can do our thing (do our thing)
I ain't looking for a one night rodeo
(Oh no) (nope)
You ain't nothin' but a dive bar Romeo
You're drunk (mmhm), go home

(Yeehaw)