Welcome home Where the faucets drip at night Welcome home Where the screen door don't hang right Welcome home The only place you'll ever fight Because
little rideout chick, tough little bitch Swear she got it goin' on Says I can take her 'bout anywhere with me Just as long as I don't take her home
Übersetzung: Rehab. Willkommen zu Hause.
luggage in the trunk He said "Get it" and we pulled out Into the sirens and the honking horns The hustle and the bustle And the traffic that's when he said "Welcome
takes you back home So when I talk about the road I talk about livin' Talk about good times Talk about givin' All you got Every night to the rhythm Until it takes you back home
We can drink liqour we can tell lies We can make fun of each other and laugh till we cry Sit and reminisce about that time Isn't that what ole friends
