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I had too much 

to drink

and then

you volunteered 

to take me home.

As I was sitting 

in the passenger seat

you took

a right turn

to my house.

And I wanted 

to say

so bad

to turn the car

around.

Because that place 

was never a home.

The only place

That ever came close

to one

was in

your arms.

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