| Told you I was a homebody |
| Thought we started something different |
| We shared secrets we never told anybody |
| At least that’s what I thought |
| (Mmm) |
| Can we both stay home truth is I ain’t get paid |
| If you call my name I’ll be on my way to you |
| One more night at home means one less drink |
| One shot leads to a ton, now we forgetting the fun |
| Because all of my friends are wasted |
| And I hate this club and I drank too much |
| Another Friday night I’ve wasted |
| My eyes are black and red |
| I’m crawling back to your bed |
| I don’t need nobody |
| If I had wanted anyone |
| I would have let you have your fun |
| But instead, the word got out there that you were moving on |
| I put a stop don’t ask me how I know about the one from out the city miles away |
| or the one you posted arms around your waist |
| How about that one that you let come stay at your place |
| I’m not drinking till the sun comes up I’m not having fun |
| Because all of my friends are wasted |
| And I hate this club and I drank too much |
| Another Friday night I’ve wasted |
| My eyes are black and red |
| I’m crawling back to your bed |