Lyrics:
want another night on my own
Wanna share my love with a warm blooded lover
Wanna bring a wild man back home
Gotta have some hot love baby, this
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said, "No thanks, ma'am, back home
We like the girls that sing soprano"
'Cause where
Like the lights of home before me
Or an angel watching over me
This will be my shining hour
Till I'm with you again
This will be my shining hour
on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide roll away, ooh
I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time
I left my home in Georgia
Headed for
Bye, bye, baby bye
Well, I'm hollerin' and screamin'
Baby, please come home
Yes, I'm hollerin' and screamin'
Don't leave me all alone
Well, I'm
I been a-waitin' in school all day long
A-waitin' on the bell to ring so I can go home
Throw my books on the table, pick up the telephone
"Hello,
crew
It might be your wife and it might make you sick
Come home and see her mouth on the dope man's dick
Strawberry, just look and you will see her
to marry, settle down and get a home and and write a book
Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be
Taking medication
Till our stomach's full
Feelin' so sedated
When I'm in my home
The grass is greener over here
You're the fog that keeps me clear
Been out all night, don't wanna go home
No she can't get to rest but the darned old phone
Podgey, podgey, podgey, podgey, podgey, podgey, all day
I don't want your money
Though Heaven knows I could use it
But you see this is my home and you see the other bar down the street
Well, that's my
my friend
Then I'll be gone
And you can let some other fool sit down
Home for me is misery
And here I am, wasting time
'Cause a row of fools
to ramble
Oh yeah
Baby, baby, I be leavin'
We really got to ramble
I can hear it callin' me the way it used to do
I can hear it callin' me back home
goodbye to Madame George
In the backstreet, in the backstreet, in the backstreet
Woah-oh, yeah-woah
Down home, down home in the back street
Gotta go
goodbye to Madame George
In the backstreet, in the backstreet, in the backstreet
Woah-oh, yeah-woah
Down home, down home in the back street
Gotta go
Woman, where I'm better known
You know you haven't done nothing
Drove a good man away from home
Oh give me one, one more kiss mama
Just before I
be lonesome too and blue
Fly the ocean in a silver plane
See the jungle when it's wet with rain
Just remember 'til you're home again
You belong
Who comes home every night
To only you
You may not find true love again
So go home while you still can
And find a way to work it out with your man
fuck the whole damn crew
It might be your wife and it might make you sick
Come home and see her mouth on the dope man's dick
Strawberry, just look
I got sent home from school one day with a shiner on my eye
Fightin' was against the rules and it didn't matter why
When dad got home I told that
people 'cause the
Little red rooster's on the prowl
If you see my little red rooster
Please drag him home
If you see my little red rooster
Please
She knew it wasn't right
She came home at half past ten
Late every night
The girl next door went a'walking
She found the boy she likes
She wanted
this heart of stone
You'll never break it darling
You won't break this heart of stone oh no no no
You better go, you better go home
'Cause you'll,
alright
I'm just weary to my bones
Still, you don't expect to be bright and bon vivant
So far away from home
So far away from home
I don't know
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