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Michael Booher
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All the way out in New York State and you won't come home
You like the whole of this, you say it in a New York way, I could not know
I hear about a phone number that changed, that should display, next time you call, and
Now you go get your New York plates, pass the company gate, along the road
And how that route had changed that's why I lay here sayin, to not come home
Who's to say just why we knew that day - both walk alone
In and out of the cold where it's too late
At the Thousandth bridge, that we (Done) crossed
And so I'm never gonna think the same, that's an unusual face to come across
And now a whole 'nother New York phase, past time for a neighbor to come home
But don't it make you feel at home
Don't it make you feel at home
Oh when you can't be where you want to be
Don't it make you feel at home
Found your way in a crowded New York state with you walkin off
Dig around for gold, it is too late, identified a place to call your own
If there's a hole in this parade, I should not say I found you roamin
You like to hold it up and say that the company gave you it in a promotion
And I knew that day, how you were saving us a ton, and I'll go off in the maze
Or you will stake it out alone and now you got ahold of this
You say, all while I make things up
But don't it make you feel at home
Don't it make you feel at home
Or when you can't be where you wanna be
Don't it make you feel at home
The route has changed, and do I
Know how to say, forever run on
Don't it make you feel at home
Don't it make you feel at home
Don't it make you feel at home
Don't it make you feel at home
Don't it make you feel at home
Don't it make you feel at home
Writer(s): Michael Booher
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