Sweet Home Alabama

Well Jimmy moved in with his mother
Cos he ain't go no place to go
And now I'm right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that's full of clothes

Cause you live at home in a trailer
What the hell you gonna do (yee-hah!)
Cause I live at home in a trailer
Mom I'm coming home to you

Well my name is Jimmy
He's name's Greg Buehl
Me and him and you, we went to the same school
This ain't cool... I'm in a rage
He's tapping my mom and we're almost the same age
On the microphone I drop bombs
Look at this car... 'Thanks a lot, Mom!'
"Here and happy birthday Rabbit! Here's a brand new car, you can have it. A 1928 Delta..."
This shit won't even get me to the shelter
And I can't even say I'm from mowtown
Cause I'm back in the 810 now

Cos I live at home in a trailer
Mom I'm coming home to you