HOME
HOME IS WHERE I....WANNA BE
I....LOVE TO FEEL
THE WARMTH
THE GENTLENESS
THE FREEDOM....
UNLIKE DOROTHY
IN THE WIZZARD OF OZZZZ
DON'T WANNA HAVE
TO CLICK MY HEELS
OR UTTER A PHRASE....
CUZ EV'RY BODY KNOWS
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME....
I WANT TO BE ABLE
KICK OFF MY SHOES
AND NOT WORRY BOUT
SOMEBODY RUNNING
OF WITH THEM
SAYING MAMA'S GOT
A BRAND NEW PAIR
OF SHOES....
OR TRY'N TO SELL
THEM FOR A HIT.....
HOME IS WHAT
STEPHANIE MILLS
AND....
WHAT LUTHER VANDROSS
SAAAANG ABOUT
CAUSING ALL SORTS
OF....EMOTIONS
TO STIR....
AND ALL THIS TALK
ABOUT
HOME HAS GOTTEN
ME HOMESICK....
DIZZY IN MY HEAD...
CUZ I'M ACHING
TO GET BACK THERE
TO THAT PLACE
WHERE I AM FREE....
AND LIFE IS SIMPLE...
WHERE I CAN WALK
AROUND NUDE IF I... SO
DESIRE AND... EAT MY
DINNER... AND WATCH
WHAT I WANT ON TV...
SICK TO MY STOMACH
CUZ I.... CAN'T USE
THE BATHROOM LIKE
I WANNA.....SHITTTTT
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE
HOME
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