Forty below, driving on deathly icy roads
Backseat 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 go 10 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 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 awkward
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

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