Stayin' Home

There’s a place I wanna be
But it’s a mystery to me how to get there
I been a-thinkin' about stayin' home
Stayin' home, stayin' home
All the lousy line about the lonesome highway
I don’t even know how to get there
Stayin' home, stayin' home, stayin' home
Lost my beat on Bleecker Street
When I was waiting for the don’t walk sign
Dime for the blind here’s a piece of my mind
And there’s a taker coming up from behind
I’d kinda like to get to know you
Wll I’ll tell you there isn’t anything I can tll you
That you don’t know
I don’t know how to say it
So I’m stayin' home
Oh I’m so afraid to lose it or abuse it
The public will refuse it
Pick up the beat on Bleecker Street
You can read it in the don’t walk sign
Pick out a line in the traffic whine
And paste it on a picket sign and it’s fine
Look you got a lot of talent but you don’t know how to use it
You ought to go into country music
I’m stayin' home, stayin' home, stayin' home