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?
