(written by Matt Andersen, Clayton Bellamy and Ryan Hupman)

YOU’RE WEARING THAT DRESS
THAT FITS YOU LIKE A SMILE
AND DRINKING LIKE YOU AIN’T
BEEN OUT FOR A WHILE
EVERY MAN IN THE ROOM
WANTS TO CALL YOU HIS OWN
IT DOESN’T MATTER AS LONG
AS I’M TAKING YOU HOME

RAISE UP YOUR GLASS
WE’LL DANCE ‘TIL WE FALL OFF OUR FEET
SING OUT OF TUNE, WE’LL POUR OURSELVES OUT IN THE STREET
AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
WHEN THE DRUNKS ARE ALL STONED
DOESN’T MATTER AS LONG AS I’M TAKING YOU HOME

YOU SET THEIR HEARTS ALL ON FIRE
IN THREE QUARTER TIME
AS YOU WALTZ ROUND THE ROOM
YOU MAKE EVERY MOVE RHYME
MY ARMS ‘ROUND YOUR SIDE
YOUR HANDS IN MY HAIR
YOU SHINE LIKE A DIAMOND
YOU’RE PRECIOUS AND RARE

RAISE UP YOUR GLASS
WE’LL DANCE ‘TIL WE FALL OFF OUR FEET
SING OUT OF TUNE, WE’LL POUR OURSELVES OUT IN THE STREET
AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
WHEN THE DRUNKS ARE ALL STONED
IT DOESN’T MATTER AS LONG AS I’M TAKING YOU HOME

I KNOW THAT YOU’LL SAVE
THE LAST SLOW SONG FOR ME
WITH YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER
YOU WHISPER, “LET’S LEAVE”
I’LL TAKE YOUR PURSE AND YOUR SHOES IN MY HANDS
ON THE WAY OUT THE DOOR WE’LL PAY RESPECTS TO THE BAND

RAISE UP YOUR GLASS
WE’LL DANCE ‘TIL WE FALL OFF OUR FEET
SING OUT OF TUNE, WE’LL POUR OURSELVES OUT IN THE STREET
AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
WHEN THE DRUNKS ARE ALL STONED
IT DOESN’T MATTER AS LONG AS I’M TAKING YOU HOME

EVERY MAN IN THE ROOM WANTS TO CALL YOU HIS OWN
DOESN’T MATTER AS LONG AS I’M TAKING YOU HOME