Woke up late again now the northerlies are in, blowing dogs off their leashes
I think I might stay in bed
And it's the middle of July, the water's still warm like the sun on my wall
Don't even know if it's the weekend, but
'Cause I got nowhere left to be now
I've been getting high, I've been getting low
That's me, knocking on your front door
"Hey mama", yeah your little boy's home
I've been taking time, keeping off the road
Lap it up 'cause you know it don't last long
These days I know, the best days are home days
And I ain't been doing much, but getting out my burrow
Getting tacos on Tuesdays
Only Tuesdays
And I've been finding peace on the ocean floor
Something in the silence leaves me wanting more, yeah
More and more
Still got nowhere left to be now
I've been getting high, I've been getting low
That's me, knocking on your front door
"Hey mama", yeah your little boy's home
And I've been taking time, keeping off the road
Lap it up 'cause you know it don't last long
These days I know, the best days are home days
(The best days are home days)
(Yeah)
