Get Me Home

I was drinking at a dive, had my face in a beer
So I finish my joint and put my thumb in the air

Cop says you’re coming with me
I said man why you fucking with me
Won’t you leave me alone
Or…

Could you get me home?
Could you get me home?

I was stranded down town, drove my car in ditch
I met a tranny named Sam, she a son of a bitch

She nearly made a man out of me
I was punch drunk down on my knees
When she threw me a bone

Can you get me home?
Could you get me home?
Could you get me home?
Could you get me home?

Now I spend my mornings in the back of a church
Taking lessons from god and a drunk named Burt
Damn my life is a bore
I could sure use some crack and a whore
But what’s boy gonna do?

Can you get me home?
Could you get me home?
Could you get me home?
Could you get me home?