Last Child de Aerosmith |
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Letra de Last Child
(Im dreaming tonight, Im leaving back home)
Right!
Take me back to a south tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Cant stand up on my feet in the city
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty
Yes sir, no sir
Dont come close to my
Home sweet home
Cant catch no dose
Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart
Sweathog ready to make a skilk purse
From a j paul getty and his ear
With her face in the beer
Home sweet home
Get out in the field
Put the mule in the stable
Ma shes a cookin
Put the eats on the table
Hates in the city
And my loves in the meadow
Hands on the plow
And my feets in the getto
Stand up, sit down
Dont do nothing
Aint no good when boss mans
Stuffin down their throats
With paper notes
As babies cry
When youre rockin in the street
Home sweet home
Mama, take me home sweet home
I was the last child
Just a punk in the streets
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