The Dinner

Well, he was bragging 'bout investments She was talking 'bout Ozempic And the dinner had a guestlist, guess it's hell on earth He told her she seemed unstable, she got up and left the table Guess it's hard to find an angel when it's hell on earth Hell on earth Yeah (Ooh-ooh-ooh, alright) Sometimes it gets so hard to listen They send food back to the kitchen Said they wanted something different, could you get much worse? Came to dinnеr as a favor, but it's feeling more like labor So, I told 'em, "See ya latеr," gave 'em hell on earth Well, I tried my best tonight Don't know what for I click my heels three times, oh We're not in Kansas anymore Take me home Take me home Take me home It's the way they never struggled, bills have always gotten paid Pockets never been in trouble, unemployed and unashamed I'm the child of my mother, New England-born and raised Where the common sense is common as a nose job in LA Well, I tried my best to find What I came here for I passed the welcome sign As I'm walking out the door Take me home Take me home Take me home I know it's time to go when there's cocaine on the nose And they start asking, "Who you know at the table?" Grab my coat, skip the goodbye, hit the road Swear they wouldn't even noticed if I never even showed So, take me home Take me home, hey Take me home Take me home Take me home