Well Jimmy moved in with his mother
Cos he ain´t go no place to go
And now I´m right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that´s full of clothes

Cause you live at home in a trailer
What the hell you gonna do (yee-hah!)
Cuz I live at home in a trailer
Mom I´m coming home to you

Well my name is Jimmy
He´s name´s Greg Beaule
Me an´ him an´ you, - we went to the same school
This ain´t cool... I´m in a rage
He´s tapping my mom and we´re almost the same age
On the microphone I drop bombs
Look at this car... ´Thanks a lot, Mom!´
"Here and happy birthday Rabbit! Here´s a brand new car, you can have it. A 1928 Delta..."
This shit won´t even get me to the shelter
And I can´t even stay in a motel
Cuz I´m back on the 8-mile road now

Cos I live at home in a trailer
Mom I´m coming home to you