oh you guys, how i am so sleepy
i haven't been home in three days. i miss my home. i love my home.
i got wasted last night and loved some friends
and loved a mustache
but now that is over
and my body hurts, and i smell like That Boy
oh That Boy
i am going home tonight - i don't care what San Francisco thinks
i'm going back to the East Bay.. where i belong
with the turfs and the easily accessible BART stops
swishers and High Life
Saint Leander.
where everybody knows your name....
and i don't get lost
and i don't have to ask questions
HOMEHOMEHOME
but when i get there.. won't you come over?
i haven't been home in three days. i miss my home. i love my home.
i got wasted last night and loved some friends
and loved a mustache
but now that is over
and my body hurts, and i smell like That Boy
oh That Boy
i am going home tonight - i don't care what San Francisco thinks
i'm going back to the East Bay.. where i belong
with the turfs and the easily accessible BART stops
swishers and High Life
Saint Leander.
where everybody knows your name....
and i don't get lost
and i don't have to ask questions
HOMEHOMEHOME
but when i get there.. won't you come over?
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