We Don’t Wanna Go Home by Alan Doyle
We Don’t Wanna Go Home by Alan Doyle

We Don’t Wanna Go Home

Alan Doyle * Track #2 On Rough Side Out

We Don’t Wanna Go Home Lyrics

It’s so late it’s early
But it feels just right
No rush no hurry
Don’t you turn on the lights

My best bud Davy’s got a girl on the dance floor
I betcha he blows it
Mary’s killed the stereo she’s singing a song
And everybody knows it

Its been a long, long time since we had a night like this
Or maybe it’s a morning
So hell no don’t you go ringing the bell, we’ll miss
The best part of this story
And Lord knows, we just wanna sing a little more, oh
We don’t really wanna drink alone, no
We don’t wanna go home

You’re gonna be so sorry
If you stop the ball
No fret no worry
Don’t you call last call

I’ll take a round for the table and another onе, too
And a shot for yourself, Sir
And if a cop comes knocking on the lockеd front door
I’ll know what to tell her

It’s been a long, long time since we had a night like this
Or maybe it’s a morning
So hell no don’t you go ringing the bell, we’ll miss
The best part of this story
And Lord knows, we just wanna sing a little more, oh
We don’t really wanna drink alone, no
We don’t wanna go home

This could be the last time
For all we know
So let's make this the best time
For we all know
Good Lord I know

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