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