Aerosmith - Last Child lyrics

[Aerosmith - 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
Got to 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 poontang 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-cooking
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 bossman's
Stuffing it down their throats
For paper notes and their babies cry
While cities lie at their feet
When you're rocking the street

Home sweet home
Mama, take me home sweet home

I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street

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