Feels Like Home

Backstreet Boys

Been down the back roads
Where the girls are home grown
That southern thang so
Sexy how they talk slow
And something happens in the woods of Kentucky
Drinking moonshine, bonfire, pour the gasoline

Farther south where the sweet tequila flows
Tiny clothes, yo te amo, Mexico
Senoritas, greet us sipping margaritas on the beach
They got something you can’t teach

I’ve been all around, all round the world
Every single part, every part of the world
Touching down in Rio, Monaco, LA, Tokyo
But it all just feels like home
Yet it all still feels like home
Yet it all just feels like home
Yet it all still feels like home

Rocked out in Bangkok
Where the party don’t stop
Eyes open blood shot
Seeing things I never thought
Sweating in the heat
God I love the way they speak
Burning up the streets, dancing like a freak

So many things to see
So many eyes to meet
I couldn’t count 'em all if I had eternity
So I just want you to know
Everywhere that I go
I'll take a piece with me

Beijing, stockholm, buenos aires, to tango
Moscow, cape town, showed us how to get down
London, berlin, this is where it all began
San juan, sydney, can't forget the NYC

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