This city must belong to someone, but it don't belong to me
From the window I got here, I count the traffic through my tears
Wanting to write my ticket, write my ticket home
I got to get back in the arms of a man who loves me
I got to get back to the people who have always been proud of me
Take me back, I was wrong
Write my ticket home
VERSE II
A place called Susie's I'm a waitress, Sue says, "Girl you'll get used to all this"
There is no way she could see how much this cold rain gets to me
How much I've traded for a picture in my mind
CHORUS
I can hear 'em sittin' 'round jokin'
"She talks so big, though she come back broken"
Oh, I had to try, I ain't so proud
I wish I was talkin' 'bout nothin' with'em right now
CHORUS
I got to get back in the arms of a man who loves me
I got to get back to the people who have always been proud of me
Take me back, I was wrong
Write my ticket, write my ticket, write my ticket home