> You hear that soundThat's the sound of little feetRunning away from homeLittle feet are always running away from homeTo find bigger feetAnd they usually end up getting kicked in the headI joined the navy at the age of seventeenThere were lots of places I had not beenI had a dream in my head about a little Japanese girlAnd it wasn't till I sailed halfway 'round the worldYou know, you knowI miss good lookin' women in my home townYou know I miss warm cookin' mama, that you lay downI found myselfOn the 'frisco BayGetting high off the windA different chick every dayIt wasn't till I foundMyself down Mexico wayWith tears in my eyesI was hurt to ?You know, Lord I said...I miss good lookin' women in my home townYou know I miss the home cookin' mama, that you lay downSo here I amA million miles away from homeBut I really do believe someday my time will comeThen I'll return the prodigal sonSpend the rest of my days loving every single last oneYes, I miss good lookin' women in my home townYeah, you know I miss good lookin' women, that you lay downYou know I miss the good cookin' mama, that you used to lay downYou know I miss good lookin' womenWomen, women, women, here women there women everywhereOld MacDonald had a farm on the farm he had some women here,Women there women everywhereNow, women, womenI miss good lookin' women in my hometownI miss good lookin' women that I lay down....
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Written By SYLVESTER ALLEN, HAROLD R BROWN, MORRIS D DICKERSON, LEROY L JORDAN, CHARLES W MILLER, LEE OSKAR, HOWARD SCOTT
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