Come home in the mornin'
She don't care where I've been
But ooh at least she's thinking of me
She broke my old guitar
But ooh at least she's thinking of me
I ain't exactly what she wanted
She ain't exactly my lost weekend
She ran naked in my race
Too old to feel so young
Too old to feel so young
Now I'm on my hands and kneelin'
I just can't shake this feelin'
She don't make my tea with no honey