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You say I'm loud
You say I'm crass
I sleep on the couch
Because I'm a smart-ass
But you come when I call
'Cause you know when I need
Just simple love and some good company
I'm mostly wrong
But, by chance, if I'm right
Please don't be offended
If I brag for a fortnight
I may treat you wrong
That I must admit
But home's where you're still loved
After being a prick
You and me can love and dream
And we'll chance all we see
'Cause when you're near
The world is clearer than love's eternal spring
In spring
We have our love
An endless provision
You say I'm lazy
But I say efficient
And we will disagree
That we must confess
But home's where we're always
Trying our best
Home's where I'm always
Trying my best
Writer/s: Jeff Straw