Last Call

He saw her name light up
On his cell phone but he's still pulled up
Ignored her call and got out of the car
Pulled up a seat at the local bar
And he had at least three rounds
Before he got around
To hearing her message on his voicemail
But when he did his heart fell
She said I don't want to have to leave you
But baby I just can't compete
So put down that shot of whiskey
And come on home to me
I don't care what time
That clock says on the wall
This is my last call
Eighty proof must be pretty strong
Cause it keeps him hanging on and on
He knows she deserves so much more
Then a man who stumbles
Through her door
But with every drink thanks
She won't really leave
Until the liquor convinces him
She can't really mean
I don't want to have to leave you
But baby I just can't compete
So put down that shot of whiskey
And come on home to me
I don't care what time
That clock says on that wall
This is my last call
I don't care what time
That clock says on that wall
This is my last call
This is my last call



Credits
Writer(s): David Joseph Segalla
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