Take Her Home
Downtown looks like it's New Year's Eve
Find some bar you can halfway breathe
Touch tune some old deep cut Cheap Trick
Got your girl singin' every word of it
So you bring a couple shots of chilled Patrón
To the prettiest thing that you ever hit on
And somehow she ain't got a boyfriend
So you make her laugh all night and then
Take her home, fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raise-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait
For them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day, take her home
Gassed-up truck sittin' in the driveway
In the back there's a black and a pink suitcase
She can't stop saying she's freaking out
You say, "Baby, you ain't got nothin' to worry about"
Then you hold her hand, kiss her one time
And throw it in drive
And take her home, then fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raise-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day, take her home (home, home)
Take her home (home, home)
Sometimes God draws life like a dream
Paints you a seven-pound-five-ounce scene
In a car seat creeping down the interstate
Two young lovers that are scared to death
But still can't wait
To take her home, fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raise-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day, take her home
Take her home, take her home, take her home (home, home)
Take her home
Take her home, take her home, take her home (home, home)
Find some bar you can halfway breathe
Touch tune some old deep cut Cheap Trick
Got your girl singin' every word of it
So you bring a couple shots of chilled Patrón
To the prettiest thing that you ever hit on
And somehow she ain't got a boyfriend
So you make her laugh all night and then
Take her home, fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raise-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait
For them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day, take her home
Gassed-up truck sittin' in the driveway
In the back there's a black and a pink suitcase
She can't stop saying she's freaking out
You say, "Baby, you ain't got nothin' to worry about"
Then you hold her hand, kiss her one time
And throw it in drive
And take her home, then fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raise-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day, take her home (home, home)
Take her home (home, home)
Sometimes God draws life like a dream
Paints you a seven-pound-five-ounce scene
In a car seat creeping down the interstate
Two young lovers that are scared to death
But still can't wait
To take her home, fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raise-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day, take her home
Take her home, take her home, take her home (home, home)
Take her home
Take her home, take her home, take her home (home, home)
Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Phelps, Zach Abend, Michael Hardy
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