Last Child Lyrics by Aerosmith


Aerosmith Lyrics

Last Child Lyrics


I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home
Right!
Yeah...yeah

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
Gotta 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 sweetheart
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
From a J Paul Getty and his ear
With her face in her 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
Hands on the plow
And my feets in the ghetto


Stand up, sit down
Don't do nothing
It ain't no good when boss man's
Stuffin' down their throats
For paper notes
And their babies cry
While cities lie at their feet
When you're rockin' the street



Home sweet home

Mama, take me home sweet home

I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
[Repeat]
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Last Child Info:

• The band 'The Meters' which Brad Whitford was listening to at the time heavily influenced this song.

• The song contains many double-entendre lyrics and rhymes.

• Steven Tyler & Brad Whitford share writing credits on the song. Jack Douglas produced the track.

• The single was released in 1976 and peaked at #21 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart.



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