Oh woman get your head out of curlers !
Time to get your butt out of bed !
Get down your hats and your baggage my child

going back home getting back to the homestead
I'm gonna heat me some water

put a shine upon my shoes
Telephone my mac keep the room above Joe's
'cause we're coming back
coming back to the homestead
ev'rything is packed gettin' back to the homestead this time
This time we'll stay
baby

I know that we could have made it
We had ideas in our heads
And I wish somehow we could have saved it

but we're gasoline alley bred
Yet the years havn't really been wasted

and I know it in my head
we did good for the life that we tasted
'cos we're gasoline alley
gasoline alley bred

Woman did you really believe it

I did ev'rything a man could do
Breakin' my back just to make us a dime
That don't mean a thing when noone wants to know you
I've seen the hurt upon your face
How many times do you think that I've cried

knowin' ev'ry day your heart was gettin' broken

holdin' back your pride 'till you were nearly chocking
oh -
let's get away
baby