Well, they're flickin' on the bar lights
Band's playin' one last song
And if you want another round, better order it now
It's last call
Crowds still rockin' and it's 2:01
The bartender's screamin' at the top of his lungs

[Chorus]
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
You can walk, you can crawl
Get carried off by the law
But you will get the hell out of here
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here

Well, there's a couple hidin' out
Gettin' down in a bathroom stall
And there's a twenty dollar bet just waitin' on the
Eight ball to fall
Everybody's beggin' for one last shot
Before they kick our butts into the parking lot

[Chorus]

You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
You can walk, you can crawl
Get carried off by the law
But you will get the hell out of here

You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): GRETCHEN WILSON, JOHN D. RICH, VICKY MC GEHEE