Aerosmith Lyrics

Album: Box Of Fire

Last Child Lyrics

I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home 

 Right!

 Yeah...yeah 

 

 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 

 Gotta 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 sweetheart 

 Sweathog ready to make a silk purse 

 From a J Paul Getty and his ear 

 With her face in her 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' down their throats 

 For paper notes 

 And their babies cry 

 While cities lie at their feet

 When you're rockin' the street 

 

 Home sweet home 

 

 Mama, take me home sweet home 

 

 I was the last child 

 I'm just a punk in the street 

 [Repeat]