I wanna live the way I like, Sleep all the morning, go and get my fun at night. Things ain't like that here, Working just to keep my payments clear. I bought a brand new motor and I'm waiting for a loan So I can fill her up and start her, and I'm going back home. I got a girl, a man's best friend, I'd have her now, if she'd just come back again. But she left me in the fog, Told me that I treat her like a dog. The last time that I saw her she was burying a bone, I'm tired of whistling for her and I'm going back home. Old Johnny Green, he asked me in, We watched his TV and we drank a little gin. Then I float on down the street, Smiling at the faces that I meet. But that was back this morning, now I'm dizzy, sick and stoned, And when the world stops turning, then I'm going back home.