Family

I've got a buddy
And he lives upstairs
Of his mother
And his brother
I've got a sister
And she lives upstate
Around our cousins
About half a dozen

Then there's me
Living in a house
With just one key
Going through my days
So lonely
I think about going back
To my family
I think about going back

I went out drinking
With two guys from work
One was cool
One was a jerk
Right after
I was at my house
Watching the game
All by myself

All alone
Sick of talking
On the telephone
Ever since I moved
So far away
I think about going back
To my family
I think about going back

I think about going back
To my family
I think about going back
To my family
I think about going back
To my family

Family
Family
Family
Family
Family
My family
Family
Family
Family
Family
Family
My family

All alone
Sick of talking
On the telephone
Ever since I moved
So far away
I think about going back
To my family
I think about going back



Credits
Writer(s): John Caramanica
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