Aerosmith – Last Child

Aerosmith – Last Child Lyrics

Artist: Aerosmith
Song: Last Child

Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can’t stand up on my feet in the city
Got to get back to the real nitty-gritty

Yes sir, no sir
Don’t come close to my
Home sweet home
Can’t catch no dose

Of my hot tail poon-tang sweatheart
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
From a J Paul Getty and his ear
With a face in a beer

Home sweet home
Get out in the field,
Put the mule in the stable
Ma, she’s a cookin’

Put the eats on the table
Hate’s in the city and my love’s in the meadow
Hand’s on the plow and my feet’s in the ghetto
Stand up, sit down

Don’t do nothin’
Ain’t no good when bossman’s stuffin’ it
Down their throats with paper notes
And their babies cry while Cindys lie at my feet

When you’re rockin’ the street
Home sweet home
Mamma take me home sweet home
I was the last child, just a punk in the street

I was the last child, just a punk in the street
I was the last child, just a punk in the street
I was the last child, just a punk in the street
I was the last child, just a punk in the street
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From the album:
Rocks
Release Year: 1976