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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=98836" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Whos Gonna Take Me Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(the rise and fall of a budding gigolo)<br>(r. stewart, k. savigar, j. davis)<br>Well I arrived on time<br>My courduroy suit and me bottle of wine<br>There were women wall to wall<br>Its saturday night and I wanted them all<br>Everyone<br>Sidled up for a dance<br>I tried a new step and fell in the plants<br>I told a joke, about the pope<br>It wasnt as funny as I wouldve hoped<br>Nobody told me she was the daughter<br>Of the mayor<br>I was so embarrassed, I just wished the<br>Ground would swallow me up<br>Accidentally my elbow hit the record player<br>The rock n roll stopped<br>And everybody just stared<br>(oh no)<br>Whos gonna take me home<br>Im tired and I wanna go to bed<br>Whos gonna take me home<br>This partys gone right to my head<br>I didnt worry, not me<br>Panic aint in my vocabulary<br>Smashed beyond reproach<br>Suddenly I wanted to take off my clothes<br>All hell broke loose<br>I started to take off my trousers and shoes<br>And so I tried to look cool<br>I stepped back and fell in the pool<br>The hostess helped me out<br>And asked for my dismissal<br>I said I was sorry, but Ive been<br>Under so much pressure<br>Just lately, baby<br>I felt as popular as a russian guided missile<br>The last thing I remember, I left with a girl<br>On a motor bike<br>That weighed three hundred pounds and<br>Whats wrong with that<br>Whos gonna take me home<br>Im tired and I wanna go to bed<br>Whos gonna take me home<br>This partys gone right to my head<br>To my head<br>I woke up on the floor<br>Still in my suit and she told me I snored<br>I never felt so cheap<br>I had a good laugh at the size of her feet<br>Holy moses, I dont like this single living<br>I think Ill find me a nice local girl and<br>Settle on down, now<br>With a home and a garden<br>And a nature quite forgiving<br>Then again maybe Ill just hang around<br>Whos gonna take me home<br>Im tired and I wanna go to bed, right now<br>Whos gonna take me home<br>This partys gone right to my head<br>To my head<br>Now whos gonna take me home<br>Hey brian could you give me a lift cos I dont live<br>Too far from you, boy<br>Mary cmon Ive known you so long please give<br>Me a lift home, oh cmon<br>Jim oh cmon boys would you just<br>Give me a lift home<br>I dont live too far from here and Im so tired</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Rod Stewart - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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(r. stewart, k. savigar, j. davis)
Well I arrived on time
My courduroy suit and me bottle of wine
There were women wall to wall
Its saturday night and I wanted them all
Everyone
Sidled up for a dance
I tried..."></div>
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