Who’s Gonna Take Me Home (The Rise and Fall of a Budding Gigolo) Rod Stewart

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
Sidled up for a dance
I tried a new step and fell in the plants
I told a joke, about the Pope
It wasn't as funny as I would've hoped, so listen
Nobody told me she was the daughter off the mayor
I was so embarrassed, I just wished the ground would swallow me up
An accidentally my elbow hit the record player
The rock 'n' roll stopped and everybody just stared (Oh no)

[Chorus]
Who's gonna take me home?
I'm tired and I wanna go to bed
Who's gonna take me home?
This party's gone right to my head
Listen boys

[Verse 3]
I didn't worry, not me
Panic ain't in my vocabulary
Smashed beyond reproach
Suddenly I wanted to take off my clothes
All hell broke loose
I started to take off my trousers and shoes
And so I tried to look cool
I stepped back and fell in the pool