Going Back Home

I wanna live the way I like

Sleep all the morning, go and get my fun at night

Things ain't like that here

Workin' just to keep my payments clear

I brought a brand new motor

And I'm waitin' for a loan

So I can fill her up and start her

Then I'm goin' back home

I got a girl, a man's best friend

I'd have her now if she'd just come back again

But she left me in the fog

And told me thatI treat her like a dog

The last time that I saw her

She was buryin' a bone

I'm tired of whistlin' for her

Then I'm goin' back home

Old Johnny Green, he asked me in

We watched his TV and we drank a little gin

Then I float on down the street

Smilin' at the faces that I meet

That was back this morning

Now I'm dizzy, sick, and stoned

When the world stops turning

Then I'm goin' back home