Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
David Stouder
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Take me home
Been a wild ride on this carousel
Take me home
Had a wild night at the hotel
That's why I don't really fuck around with the little dating thing
You drive me round in circles, girl you drive me crazy everyday
I just wanna feel your love and feel your touch if that's ok with you
If that's ok with you
Hotel room number 217 was lit all night
Fashion show and its just for me, look at what you've done to me
Girl you was changing fits all night
Yeah, and then throwing one
Storming out, don't you come back, it's already done
And that's just what it was
Yeah, and that's all it was
I don't know if you know what the fuck you mean to me and shit
I tried to give you everything, needa get a grip
I'm out my mind, tried to give you all my heart
I'm crazy if I'm thinking that you're ever gonna love me
Mid debate, I tried to tell you, you was laughing, girl this isn't funny
Putting all of them above me
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Take me home
Been a wild ride on this carousel
Take me home
Had a wild night at the hotel
Written by: David Stouder