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Kelsea Ballerini

Kelsea Ballerini everyone
Give her a warm walcome
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 damn 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)