That's My Girl

I’m awful sorry if she has ruined the night
I’ll get her home and out of sight
That’s my girl — the drunkest at the party
She lost her shoe and found the rum Bacardi
There she goes — she fell down and she’s bleeding
I tried to help, she’s kicking and she’s screaming
The drunkest girl, that everyone hates
She’s with me and I’m her date
I’ll drive her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
And leave her lying on her porch
That’s my girl, cross-eyed drunk and puking
She’s down again and everybody’s looking
I’ll wait till she sobers up, and
When she finishin' throwing up
I’ll drive her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
And leave her lying on her porch
That’s my girl (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
I’ll take her home (do what you can to make her leave)
She made a scene (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
She’s with me (I can’t believe that she’s with me)
That’s my girl (take her home)
That’s my girl — flirting with your husband
She threw a drink, and screamed she used to fuck him
I don’t mind her getting drunk
But I’m gonna lock her in my trunk
And take her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
And leave her lying on her porch
I’ll take her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
She made a scene (do what you can to make her leave)
I’ll take her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
She’s with me (I can’t believe that she’s with me)
That’s my girl
She doesn’t always act this way
Later on she’ll be ok
I apologize for all she’s done
Go ahead and keep her purse
The drunkest girl, that everyone hates
She’s with me and I’m her date
I’ll drive her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
And leave her lying on her porch
I’ll take her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
She made a scene (do what you can to make her leave)
I’ll take her home (get her home, gotta get her ass home)
She’s with me (I can’t believe that she’s with me)
That’s my girl