Lyrics:

It's good that you're home
It's good to spend a night without him
Checking my phone for you, baby
We talk about life
As she caught me up on drinks in no time
And oh, before you know
We'll be falling in drunk
And I'll be letting you know
That when you wrap me 'round your fingers, baby
And you make me do that shit that I never do
And you pick me up on Sauchiehall Street
I know I want you to myself again
That bar that you loved
Lock us in and let us keep on
Singing out lungs on their bar stools
On the walk back yours
You made me fall in love with Glasgow
And oh, before you know
I'll be carrying you
Over the threshold
'Cause when you wrap me 'round your fingers, baby
And you make me do that shit that I never do
And you prop me up on Sauchiehall Street
I know I want you to myself again

And oh, before you know
We'll be falling in drunk
And I'll be letting you know
That when you wrap me 'round your fingers, baby
And you make me do that shit that I've never done
And as I piss you off on Sauchiehall Street
I know I want you to myself again