My Place

Carpet stains, by the door
A dirty dish, and dozens more
Now I'm ten miles above the sea

My bed's not made
Sink is clogged
Sofa torn up by my dirty dog
But there's no place I'd rather be

Now, I know my place, it ain't much
But it still reminds me of my baby's touch
So turn this thing around
Take me home

I miss the draft comin' from the window
It's strong and cold as the north wind blows, but we...
...keep each other warm through the night

And I miss the way that my locks don't work
I never mentioned it to the clerk
She could let herself right on in
Like the lie (?)

Now, I know my place, it ain't much
But it still reminds me of my baby's touch
So turn this thing around
Take me home
Turn this thing around
And take me home

Now, I've been around this world, once or twice
The exotic and strange always seem so nice, but you...
...wake up, and you...
...feel like me

And there's nothing waiting for me now, she's got...
...some other man, in some other town
But I love to live my life in reverie

Now, I know my place, it ain't much
But it still reminds me of my baby's touch
So turn this thing around
And take me home
Turn this thing around
Take me home