One, two, three, four
Sittin' here
Bored to tears
There's just not anything to do
Rather be back in Jekyll Park
Lying underneath the covers with you
I really wanna go home
I'm losing any weight I may own
There's something 'bout being here
That makes me crazy, crazy, crazy
Yeah
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
Homesick
I wanna be with you
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
Woah-oh, oh-oh
Feeling kinda queasy
Eating macaroni and cheese
Fed up with everything I hear
Fed up with everybody I see
I really wanna go home
I'm losing any weight I may own
There's something 'bout being here
That makes me crazy, crazy, crazy
Yeah
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
Homesick
I wanna be with you
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
This life of rock and roll
Sometimes it gets me down
But when the lights come on
I always feel that I can do no wrong
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
Homesick
I wanna be with you
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
Homesick
I wanna be with you
Homesick
Baby, I sure love you
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