YOU'RE DRUNK, GO HOME - Kelsea Ballerini/Kelly Clarkson/Carly Pearce

Composed by：Kelsea Ballerini/Julian Bunetta/Shane McAnally

Kelsea Ballerini everyone

Give her a warm welcome

Give her a round of applause

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-mm-mm

You got the kinda face where it might've been a maybe

But you got a lot to learn 'bout flirtin' with a lady

Mm-hmm

I'm down to talk dirty but you started talking dirty too soon

You're drunk go home

If you're tryna 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 might've 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 **** tree

You're drunk go home

Go home

If you're tryna 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

Yep

Go home

Woo alright

Play some country music boys

Uh-huh

You're drunk go home

Bye

Any other night I might've 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

Can do our thing

I ain't looking for a one-night rodeo

I'm not nope woo

You ain't nothin' but a dive bar Romeo

You're drunk

Mm-hmm

Go home

Ha haha ee-aw haha