I don’t wanna go home I got too many reason to stay It’s Friday night, the bar ain’t dry And all my friends are right by my side And I’m still walking straight, and the morning… Is still too far away Old school bourbon and a bucket of beer Got me swerving but I know to turn it up a couple gears Another Sambuca, John Belushi in his prime If you’re drinking with me we might be doing some time So drink with me, come on, drink drink drink Blame it on my boss ’cause I had a tough week Get the Jamerson paperback, come on take a sip of that Everybody’s welcome to the local bar I’m living at It’s 2 o’clock in the morning And I am still thirsty And he’s screaming now, done his last call Then I don’t wanna leave And I know that soon I’ll be seeing the sun I’ve been here since noon and no I ain’t done So don’t ask me to go ’cause I know I don’t wanna go home I don’t wanna go home I got too many reasons to stay It’s Friday, the bar ain’t dry And all my friend are right by my side And I’m still walking straight, and the morning… Is still too far away [?] smoking, real loud music Hangovers only last if you don’t drink through it We’ll spill a few sins but we’ll all walk through it So pour ’em in a shot gla** so we can just shoot it So drink with me, come on, drink drink drink Blame it on my bills ’cause I had a tough week Here’s a double shot of medicine, I bet you’re feeling better We’ll make a few friends that we probably won’t remember And then we tumble out into the parking lot Your place or mine we just need a spot To have a couple more beers and take some shots And maybe get lucky or maybe not It really don’t matter, long as we’re together Long as we’re hanging, feels like forever I hope this ain’t the end And we’ll do it all again I don’t wanna go home I don’t wanna go home I got too many reasons to stay It’s Friday, the bar ain’t dry And all my friend are right by my side And I’m still walking straight, and the morning… Is still too far away