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Aerosmith Last Child Lyrics

Last updated: 06/12/2012 11:00:00 AM

I'm dreaming tonight
I'm leaving back home
Right!

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 closer
My home sweet home can't catch no dose
Of a hard tail poon tang sweetheart sweat
Who could make silk purse from a J. Paul Get' and his ear
With her face in a 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' it down their throats, for paper notes
And the babies cry while cities lie at their feet
When you're rockin' the street

Home sweet home

(Guitar Solo)

Mama take me home sweet home

I was a last child
Just a punk in the street

I was a last child
Just a punk in the street

I was a last child
Just a punk in the street

I was a last child
Just a punk in the street

I was a last child
Just a punk in the street

I was a last child
Just a punk in the street

Thanks to kutoma.nipowi@gmail.com for submitting Last Child Lyrics.



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