I'll still follow you home I'll still follow you home (I'll still follow you home) 'Cause you're my Mississippi princess You're my California queen Like the duchess of Detroit And every city in between You can slap me in the face And you can scream

We’re still living in the city In a tiny rental made of wood We’ve loved and we’ve lost friends Time and time again Like ripples in a stream quietly die Every party’s got its pity Especially when it’s time to go Between the sun and all its moons The