Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Kate Earl
Chant
Ben Kenney
Basse
José Pasillas II
Batterie
Patrick Warren
Piano Rhodes
Mike Einziger
Guitare
Wendy Melvoin
Guitare
Mitchell Froom
Claviers
Pete Thomas
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kate Earl
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
David Boucher
Ingénieries complémentaires
Clif Norrell
Ingénierie de mixage
Tony Berg
Production
Paroles
Forty below, driving on deathly icing roads
Back seat is full of clothes, I gotta talk this over
Run out of gas, wake a stranger up to fill my tank in his pajamas
I only got ten dollars
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
It's been a long road and I feel awful
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
And that's all, that's all, that's all
She has company and I've walked into the wrong room
So I go to the bathroom and I wash my hands in sulfur water
A twitterpated buzz is coming off of her
My admiration forces me to leave her
She asks me to stay but I've outgrown her, so I'm
Back in my car and I get pulled over
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
It's been a long road and I feel awful
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
And that's all, that's all, that's all
With a warning I check my wipers and defog
I notice my mind is on the floor
But I must move onward
So I pick a song and I sing along
While lofty dreams dance on and on
Over a place I'll live forever
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
It's been a long road and I feel awful
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
And that's all, that's all
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
It's been a long road and everything's awkward
I'm not drunk I wanna go home, officer
And that's all, that's all, that's all
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Writer(s): Kate Joy Earl
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