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LAURA'S IN THE RUNAROUND SHE'S HANGING WITH THE CROWD
TATTOO ON HER SHOULDER AND SHE LIKES HER MUSIC LOUD
SHE AIN'T GOT NO BEST FRIEND THEY SAY SHE SLEEPS AROUND
SHE JUST LIKES TO HAVE A GOOD TIME BUT HER FEET ARE ON THE GROUND

BUT I KNOW THAT LAURA WILL ALWAYS CALL IT HOME SWEET HOME

TODAY I SAW THE OLD MAN RUMBLING THROUGH THE TRASH
HE LIKES TO TALK TO PEOPLE AS THEY WALK ON PAST
HE'S BEEN HERE A LONG TIME GETS COFFEE FROM THE HALL
SAYS IT WARMS HIS HANDS UP WHEN THE SUMMER TURNS TO FALL

BUT I KNOW THAT THE OLD MAN WILL ALWAYS CALL IT HOME SWEET HOME

EARLY ON A SUNDAY I TOOK THE OUTWARD BOUND 
BAG IN HAND PRIDE IN TACT RUNNING FROM THIS TOWN
SEVERAL YEARS HAVE PASSED AWAY AND SILENCED ALL THE SOUNDS
ALTHOUGH I MIGHT DENY IT IT'S NICE TO COME AROUND

AND I KNOW THAT SOMETIMES I EVEN CALL IT HOME

Words & Music by
 Michael Troy and David Stefanelli
©® 2000
 TroyBoy Music BMI
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