Southern Baptist church in the heart of the suburbs
Taking communion out of tiny plastic cups
They told me it was wine but it was really just grape juice
I had my first drop of rum when I was twenty-one
3am in Brooklyn and I’m drinking at the union
Sippin on a cheap beer and chasing women like school kids
I stood in long lines just to do a few lines
And I stumble down the block as the sun was coming up
Well, honey you ask me where I came from
I’ve come from a lot of different place
But I hope that I end up right next to you