waiting for a ride homey home.

the place. i belong. on the westside.
somebody please. take me home.

i come across in the morning when i'm tired
joely joel hauls my butt cross the lake
looking out the window got a feeling that i should be going
the other way. the other way...

take me home. joely joel. to the place.
i belooooooonnnnnng. Capitol Hill...
yechy eastside... let me go... to my hooommme.

to be sung to a john denver tune.