My Second Home

There's a honky-tonk on the edge of town
I used to call my second home
It's a place I'd go just to get away
When I wanted to be alone

Well early one morning, I had a fight with my darling
That went from bad to worse
It ended when she said, "your second home
Just became your first"

Now the jukebox is my alarm clock
I wake up in a corner booth
I don't have a tab, don't need no cab
'Cause the dance floor's my living room
Well I might die from a broken heart but I'll never die of thirst
Now that my second home has become my first

Well, I don't have to pay no mortgage
I don't have to mow no lawn
A lot of friends come see me
Some stay until the break of dawn

I can paint the town without leavin the house
I can feel good 'til it hurts
Now that home sweet second home
Just became my first

Now the jukebox is my alarm clock
I wake up in a corner booth
I don't have a tab, don't need no cab
'Cause the dance floor's my living room
Well I might die from a broken heart but I'll never die of thirst
Now that my second home has become my first

Lord, now that my second home has become my first