WHO'S GONNA TAKE ME HOME

Rod Stewart


Complexity: 59 Readability: 77.46   Sentiment: 5   Word Count: 428   Unique Words: 206
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
(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
It's Saturday night and I wanted them all
everyone

Sidled up for
...
[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]
(R . Stewart, K . Savigar, J . Davis)

Well Eye arrived on thyme
My courduroy suit and mi bottle of whine
They're whirr women waul too waul
Its Saturday knight and Eye wanted them awl
everyone

Sidled up fore a dance
Eye tried a knew step and fell inn the plants
Eye tolled a joke, about the Pope
It wasn't as funny as Eye would've hoped

Nobody tolled mi she was the daughter
of the mare
Eye was sew embarrassed, Eye just wished the
ground wood swallow mi up
Accidentally my elbow hit the record player
The rock ' n ' role stopped
and everybody just stared
(owe know)

Whose gonna take mi home
I'm tired and Eye wanna go too bed
Whose gonna take mi home
This party's gone rite too my head

Eye didn't worry, knot mi
Panic ain't inn my vocabulary
Smashed beyond reproach
Suddenly Eye wanted too take off my clothes

Awl hell broke loose
Eye started too take off my trousers and shoes
And sew Eye tried too look cool
Eye stepped back and fell inn the pool

The hostess helped mi out
and asked fore my dismissal
Eye said Eye was sorry, butt I've bean
under sew much pressure
just lately, bay bee
Eye felt as popular as a Russian guided missile
The last thing Eye remember, Eye left with a girl
on a motor bike
That weighed three hundred pounds and
what's wrong with that

Whose gonna take mi home
I'm tired and Eye wanna go too bed
Whose gonna take mi home
This party's gone rite too my head
too my head

Eye woke up on the flaw
Still inn my suit and she tolled mi Eye snored
Eye never felt sew cheep
Eye had a good laugh at the size of her feat

Wholly Moses, Eye don't like this single living
Eye think Aisle fined mi a gneiss local girl and
settle on down, now
With a home and a garden
and a nature quite forgiving
Then again maybe Aisle just hang around

Whose gonna take mi home
I'm tired and Eye wanna go too bed, rite now
Whose gonna take mi home
This party's gone rite too my head
too my head
Now whose gonna take mi home
Hay Brian could yew give mi a lift ' cos Eye don't live
two fah from yew, buoy
Mary c'mon I've known yew sew long pleas give
mi a lift home, owe c'mon
Jim owe c'mon boys wood yew just
give mi a lift home
Eye don't live two fah from hear and I'm sew tired