02 Last Child Lyrics
            I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home
            Right!
            Yeah...yeah
        
            Take me back to a south Tallahassee
            Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
            Can't stand up on my feet in the city
            Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty
        
            Yes sir, no sir
            Don't come close to my
            Home sweet home
            Can't catch no dose
            Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart
            Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
            From a J Paul Getty and his ear
            With her face in her beer
        
            Home sweet home
        
            Get out in the field
            Put the mule in the stable
            Ma she's a cookin'
            Put the eats on the table
            Hate's in the city
            And my love's in the meadow
            Hands on the plow
            And my feets in the ghetto
        
            Stand up, sit down
            Don't do nothing
            It ain't no good when boss man's
            Stuffin' down their throats
            For paper notes
            And their babies cry
            While cities lie at their feet
            When you're rockin' the street
        
            Home sweet home
        
            Mama, take me home sweet home
        
            I was the last child
            I'm just a punk in the street
            [Repeat]
        
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