Southern Baptist church
In the heart of the suburbs
Taking communion outta' tiny plastic cups
Oh, they told me it was wine
But it was really just grape juice
I had my first drop of rum when I was 21
Three a.m. in Brooklyn and
I'm drinking at the Union
Sippin' on a cheap beer and
Chasing women like schoolkids
Oh, I stood in long lines
Just to do a few lines
And I stumbled 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 places
Oh but I hope that I'll end up
Right next to you
You…you…you