Lucero - Time to Go Home lyrics

American alternative country-southern Rock-Band

[Lucero - Time to Go Home lyrics]

I've been whittled down to nothing
Hanging by a wire
Too broke to mend, can't seem to win
From the pan to the fucking fire

And I'm a little short on money
Don't you worry 'bout that
I can tip the bartenders tonight
Come back tomorrow and pay my tab

Every bar I went to
Before I reached the door
Beforе I even met you
It was you I was looking for carry mе home
It's time to go home

I've been whittled down to nothing
Hanging by a wire
Too broke to mend, can't seem to win
From the pan to the fucking fire



Carry me home carry me home
We both know I can't make it on my own
Carry me home it's time to go home

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