Well Jimmy moved in with his mother
Cuz he aint got no place to go
And I'm now I'm right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that's full of clothes
Cuz you live at home in a trailer
What the hell you gonna do?
Cuz I live at home in a trailer
Mom I'm coming home to you
Well my names jimmy and his names Greg Buel
And me him n you went to the same school.
This ain't cool, I'm in a rage, he's tappin my mom
Were almost the same age
On the microphone I drop bombs
Look at this car, thanks a lot mom!
Here happy birthday rabbit
Here's a brand new car, you can have it
Its 1928 delta. This shit wont even get me to the shelter.
And I can't even stand for a motel.
Cause I'm back in the 8-1-0 now
Cuz I live at home in a trailer,
Mom I'm commin home to you
Sweet Home Alabama Lyrics
8 Mile – Sweet Home Alabama Lyrics