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Come home in the mornin'

She don't care where I've been

But ooh at least she's thinking of me

She broke my old guitar

And beat up my brand new red car

 But ooh at least she's thinking of me

I ain't exactly what she wanted

She ain't exactly my lost weekend

She ran naked in my race

She shined the light right in my face

But ooh at least she don't ignore me

She flew me in a red balloon

She shot me right on past the moon

But ooh at least she don't ignore me

I ain't exactly what she wanted

She ain't exactly my lost weekend

Too old to feel so young

Too old to feel so young

Now I'm on my hands and kneelin'

I just can't shake this feelin'

She don't make my tea with no honey

Ooh at least she thinks I'm funny

She spent all my time, spent all my money

ooh she's as cute as the Easter Bunny

I ain't exactly what she wanted

She ain't exactly my lost weekend

Too old to feel so young

Too old to feel so young

Now I'm on my hands and kneelin'

I just can't shake this feelin'

I ain't exactly what she wanted

She ain't exactly my lost weekend

Too old to feel so young

Too old to feel so young

Now I'm on my hands and kneelin'

I just can't shake this feelin'