That last song the cover band's gonna play before our last one
Knowing that what's in our glass won't last too long
Take my hand, we both know where this night's about to go
Then, you kiss me like it was the first time
Had to get you somewhere you could be all mine
'Cause when the lights come on at the end of the night
And you whisper, "Take me home"
That look in your eyes that's looking at mine is all that I ever want
Baby, your lips taste better than anything I've been sipping on
Baby, I love being your last call
Girl, lock the door, little Frank Sinatra while I watch you dance and pour
One more glass of that Cabernet that we can't afford
We left the crowd, got to the house
I'm loving how we closed this down, yeah
'Cause when the lights come on at the end of the night
And you whisper, "Take me home"
That look in your eyes that's looking at mine is all that I ever want
Baby, your lips taste better than anything I've been sipping on
Baby, I love being your last call
Baby, I love being your last call
I love when you kiss me like the first time
I love that you're all mine
'Cause when the lights come on at the end of the night
And you whisper, "Take me home"
That look in your eyes that's looking at mine is all that I ever want
Baby, your lips taste better than anything I've been sipping on
Baby, I love being your last call
Baby, I love being your last call