Goinn' Home (Tomorrow) Songtext
von Little Richard

Going home tomorrow
Can′t stand all your evil ways, oh, yeah
Going home tomorrow
Can't stand your evil ways, oh, yeah

I′m better off without you
I've been living in misery all day
Oh, yes, I have

Don't try to find me
Don′t even call me on your telephone, I won′t answer
Don't ever start to find me
Don′t even call me, babe, on your telephone (oh, don't call me)


I′m better off without you, little girl
So why won't you leave, why won′t you leave poor me alone?

Don't ever try to find me
Don't even call me on your telephone, yeah, alright
Don′t ever try to find me
Don′t even call me, babe, on your telephone, oh, yeah

Don't you know, don′t you know I'm better off without you?
So why don′t you leave, why don't you leave poor me alone?

Oh, I′m getting on home
Come on, baby, bye-bye, oh, yeah
See ya, baby, so long, honey
You're just somebody else, oh, baby
That was nice, but, bye-bye-bye-bye