Текст песни Last Child, Aerosmith

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(Steven Tyler, Brad Whitford)

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 poon-tang sweatheart
sweathog ready to make a silk purse
from a J Paul Getty and his ear
with a 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
Hand s on the plow and my feets in the ghetto

Stand up, sit down
Don t do nothin
Ain t no good when boss man s stuffin
Down their throats with paper notes
as babies cry
When you re rockin the street
Home Sweet Home

Mamma take me home sweet home
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street.