Bring The Boys Home - Lyrics - Jann Arden

Title: Bring The Boys Home
Artist: Jann Arden
Composer(s): Johnson Perry Bon

Lyric:
Fathers are pleading, lovers are all alone
Mothers are prayin', send our sons back home
(Tell 'em 'bout it)
You marched them away, yes, you did now, on ships and planes
To a senseless war facing death in vain

Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)

Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)

(Why don't you)
Turn the ships around
(Everybody oughta)
Lay your weapons down

Can't you see 'em marchin' 'cross the sky?
All the soldiers that have died tryin' to get home
Can't you see them tryin' to get home?
Tryin' to get home, they're tryin' to get home

Cease all fire on the battlefield
(Tell 'em 'bout it)
Enough men have already been wounded and killed

Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)

Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)

(Why don't you)
Turn the ships around
(Everybody oughta)
Lay your weapons down
(Mothers, fathers and lovers, can't you see them?)

Tryin' to get home
Can't you see them tryin' to get home
(Have mercy)
Tryin' to get home
Tryin' to get home

Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)

Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home
(Bring 'em back alive)

What they doin' over there now
(Bring 'em back alive)
When we need 'em over here now?
(Bring 'em back alive)

What they doin' over there now
(Bring 'em back alive)
When we need 'em over here now?
(Bring 'em back alive)

Bring 'em all, bring 'em all home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring 'em all, bring 'em home now
(Bring 'em back alive)

Bring 'em all, bring 'em all home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring 'em all, bring 'em home now
(Bring 'em back alive)

Bring 'em all, bring 'em all home
(Bring 'em back alive)
Bring 'em all, bring 'em home now
(Bring 'em back alive)
...

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Bring You Home - Lyrics - Ronan Keating

Title: Bring You Home
Artist: Ronan Keating
Composer(s): Paul Michael Barry, Ronan Keating, Mark Philip Taylor

Lyric:
When you're lost and there's nowhere to go
And your heart bears a heavy load
Don't give up 'cause you are not alone
'Cause I am always here to bring you home

You took a chance, you crossed the thin red line
And how every word can seem so unkind
Don't believe you'll ever lose it all
'Cause I am always here to bring you home

You'll make mistakes and hearts will break
And tears will always fall
The world is turning, you are learning
What matters most of all that you are not alone

Now's your time, so go on, be free
Don't hold back, be all that you can be
And if you fall, you don't fall alone
'Cause I am always here to bring you home

You'll make mistakes and hearts will break
And tears will always fall
The world is turning and you are learning
What matters most of all that you are not alone

When you're lost, there's nowhere to go
And your heart bears a heavy load
Don't give up 'cause you are not alone
'Cause I am always here to bring you home
'Cause I am always here to bring you home
'Cause I am always here to bring you home

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Molten Love - Lyrics - America

Title: Molten Love
Artist: America
Composer(s): Dewey Bunnell

Lyric:
First she says kings
Then he says aces
It gets pretty hard for a lady to tell
The hearts from the faces

Don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home
Don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home
To me, to me, me

I want to carry you across a threshold of fireflies
And violet stones, all alone
Volcanic silver clouds fill pools and canyons around us
All around

But molten love
Cooled by your kisses
Take me down, take me down

So don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home
Don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home
To me, me, to me, me

Molten love
Cooled by your kisses
Take me down, take me down

Yes, molten love
Cooled by your kisses
Take me down, take me down

So don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home
No, don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home
Oh, don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home

Don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home
No, don't be afraid, I know I will bring you home

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Bring It All Home - Lyrics - Gerry Rafferty

Title: Bring It All Home
Artist: Gerry Rafferty
Composer(s): Gerry Rafferty

Lyric:
I was lost on an endless sea
Going down, going down, going down on an endless sea
Sail with the wind, you weather the storm
You bring it all home, bring it all home, you bring it all home

I was free in the dead of night
I want you, I want you, I want you in the dead of night
Give me your love, I'll sing you my blues
I'll bring it all home, bring it all home, I'll bring it all home

I was blind in the light of day
I need you, I need you, I need you in the light of day
I still won't let go, hang on to this pride
I'll bring it all home, bring it all home, I'll bring it all home

I was lost on an endless sea
Going down, going down, going down on an endless sea
Think to yourself, you're laughing it off
Bring it all home, bring it all home, bring it all home
Yeah, you think to yourself, you're laughing it off
Bring it all home, bring it all home, bring it all home

Think to yourself, yes you do laughing it off
Bring it all home, bring it all home, bring it all home, ooh baby

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Nervous - Lyrics - Long Distance Voyager - Moody Blues

Title: Nervous
Album: Long Distance Voyager
Artist: Moody Blues
Composer(s): John Lodge

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Lyric:
Why am I so nervous?
Please explain to me
Why I can't sleep?
I close my eyes to shelter
In the dark, I try to hide
If you leave me on my own
I'm worried, I could lose my way

In my mind confusion
I see you everywhere
But we don't speak
I try so hard to touch you
But you're always out of reach
If you walked right by
Would I see in it your eye?
Would you turn away?

Seems to me, I've been a long time on this road
Has there been a sign another way
And I've passed it by?
I don't know, what it is that drives me on?
Gotta keep movin'
Gotta keep movin' on

Bring it on home
Let's bring it on home, your love
Bring it on home
Let's bring it on home, your love
Bring it on home
Let's bring it on home, your love
Down parallel lines
Don't question faith
Don't answer lies

Tell me, why I'm nervous?
Please explain to me
Why I can't sleep?
Please explain to me
Why you're always out of reach?
If the water ran dry
Would I see it in your eye?
Would you walk away?

It seems to me, I've been a long time on this road
And I wonder why
Has there been a sign that points another way
And I've passed it by?
I don't know, what it is that drives me on?
Gotta keep a movin'
Gotta keep a movin' on and on and on

Bring it on home
(Straight lines before my eyes)
Let's bring it on home, your love
Bring it on home
(Straight lines before my eyes)
Let's bring it on home, your love

Bring it on home
(Straight lines before my eyes)
Let's bring it on home, your love
Down parallel lines
Don't question faith
Don't answer lies

You know, you gotta keep movin'
(Straight lines before my eyes)
Bring it on home, your love
Bring it on home
(Straight lines before my eyes)
Bring it on home, your love

Bring it on home
(Straight lines before my eyes)
Bring it on home, your love
Bring it on home
(Straight lines, straight lines before my eyes)
Bring it on home, your love

Bring it on home
(Straight lines, straight lines)
Bring it on home, your love
Bring it on home
(Straight lines, straight lines before my eyes)
Bring it on home, your love

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I Cry - Lyrics - Soulife - Anthony Hamilton

Title: I Cry
Album: Soulife
Artist: Anthony Hamilton
Composer(s): M Sparks, Anthony Hamilton, Chris Deberry

Lyric:
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm so tired of all the love wounds
That you left girl when you went away
Sitting here fighting a battle
That was over when I had to relocate

You see I ain't much for letting go
No baby I gotta hold on
'Cuz trials, tribulations, and relationships
Have all made me strong

(Oh, girl, I cry)
These tears that I shed are the trail
To bring you home
(Oh, girl, I cry)
Mama told me that a man's own tears
Can make him strong
(Oh, girl, I cry)
I will sit around here and wait
For you to come home
(I cry for you)
I'll cry
(I cry for you)
I'll cry

Away from you and a baby
Girl, that's to much for me
I missed choir practice on Saturday
Trying to catch the last midnight movie

See, I just buried my mother
And I'll be damned if I lose you
Until time bring's you home again
This is what I'll do

(Oh, girl, I cry)
These tears that I shed are the trail
To bring you home
(Oh, girl, I cry)
Mama always told me that a man's own tears
Can make him strong
(Oh, girl, I cry)
I'll sit around here and wait
For you to come home, girl
(I cry for you)
I'll cry
(I cry for you)
I'll cry

(Oh, girl, I cry)
These tears that I shed are the trail
To bring you home
(Oh, girl, I cry)
Mama told me that a man's own tears
Can make him strong
(Oh, girl, I cry)
Said, I'll sit around here and wait
For you to come home, girl
(I cry for you)
I'll cry
(I'll cry, I'll cry, I'll cry)
Yes, I will, yes, I will

(Oh, girl, I cry)
These tears that I shed are the trail
To bring you home, girl
(Oh, girl, I cry)
Mama told me that a man's own tears
Can make him strong
(Oh, girl, I cry)
Said, I'll sit around here and wait
For you to come home, girl
(I cry for you)
I'll cry
(I cry for you)
I'll cry

Oh, sometimes, oh, sometimes
I sit around the house
Yeah, I sit around the house completely to myself
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Said, anytime
Anytime in the world

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Bring It On Home To Me - Lyrics - Michael Bolton

Title: Bring It On Home To Me
Artist: Michael Bolton
Composer(s): Sam Cooke

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Lyric:
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, oh yeah, oh yeah

I know I laughed when you left
But now I know I've only hurt myself
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, oh yeah, oh yeah

I'll give you jewelry and money too
And that's not all, that's not all I'd do for you girl
Just bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, oh yeah, oh yeah

You know I'll always be your slave
Until I'm dead and buried in my grave
Oh just bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Just bring it on home to me, oh yeah, oh yeah

If you ever change your mind
About you leaving, about you leaving me behind
Oh, bring it to me, just bring your sweet loving
(Bring it on home to me)
Oh yeah, bring it on home to me, yeah
(Bring it on home to me)

Baby if you ever, if you ever change your mind
(Bring it on home)
Oh yeah, bring it on home to me
Just bring it on home to me, bring it on home
(Bring it on home)
Bring it on home, ooh

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Bring It Home - Lyrics - How The West Was Won - Led Zeppelin

Title: Bring It Home
Album: How The West Was Won
Artist: Led Zeppelin
Composer(s): Willie Dixon

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Lyric:
Baby, baby, I'm gonna bring it on home to you
I've got my ticket, I've got that load
Got up, gone higher, all aboard
I'm gonna take my seat, right way back, ooh yeah
Watch this train roll down the track

I'm gonna bring it on home, bring it on home to you
Watch out, watch out [Incomprehensible]

Try to tell you baby, what you tryin' to do?
Tryin' to love me baby, love some other man too
Bring it on home, bring it on home

Went a little walk downtown, messed and got back late
Found a note there waiting, it said, "Daddy, I just can't wait"
Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it back home, bring it back home to me, baby

Tell you, pretty baby, you love to mess me 'round
I'm gonna give you lovin', baby, gonna move you out o' town
Bring it on home, bring it on home

Sweetest little baby, daddy ever saw
I'm gonna give you lovin' baby, I'm gonna give you more
Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it on home, oh yeah

Bring it on home, bring it on home to you

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Bring It On Home - Lyrics - Led Zeppelin II - Led Zeppelin

Title: Bring It On Home
Album: Led Zeppelin II
Artist: Led Zeppelin
Composer(s): Willie Dixon

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Lyric:
Baby, baby
I'm gonna bring it on home to you
I've got my ticket, I've got that load
Got up, gone higher, all aboard

I'ma take my seat, right way back
Ooh yeah, I watch this train roll down the track
Gonna bring it on home
Bring it on home to you
Watch out, watch out that move

Try to tell you baby
What you tryin' to do
Tryin' to love me baby
Love some other man too
Bring it on home, bring it on home

Went a little walk downtown
Messed and got back late
Found a note there waiting
It said, ?Daddy, I just can't wait?
Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it back home, bring it back home to me baby

Tell you, pretty baby
You love to mess me 'round
I'm gonna give you lovin', baby
Gonna move you out of town
Bring it on home, bring it on home

Sweetest little baby, Daddy ever saw
I'm gonna give you lovin' baby
I'm gonna give you more
Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it on home, alright

Bring it on home, bring it on home to you

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No Sleep - Lyrics - Moodring - Mya

Title: No Sleep
Album: Moodring
Artist: Mya
Composer(s): Rudy Currence, Tabiso Nkhereanye, Christopher A Stewart

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Lyric:
Hello?
Hey w'sup baby?
Nothin', chillin'
What you doin'?
Just got out the shower
Oh, word? Well, I'm in town and I'm tryna see you tonight
Let's make it happen, just tell me where to meet you
I'm downstairs now
Come on up

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, oh
Oh, Mmm hmm

You keep it tight
Hit me off how I like
Every day, every night
That's why we're doing fine
And when you're gone
It's never for too long
You always come back home
And give me what I want

It's 12am, drop off my crew
1Am, I'm callin' you
It's 2am, what you wanna do tonight (Tonight)
3Am, you're leavin' the club
4Am, we'll be makin' love
And we can't stop till you get enough tonight (Tonight)

You give me all the love I need and
You always bring it home to me
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
You give me all the love I need and (Mmm hmm)
You always bring it home to me (Mmm hmm, yeah)
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight

They say I'm shy
But you know that's a lie
I'll be over tonight
So I can blow your mind
Our love is deep
The country just don't see
I give you and receive
Just tell me what you need

It's 12am, drop off my crew (Off my crew)
1Am, I'm callin' you (Callin' you)
It's 2am, what you wanna do tonight (Tonight, tonight)
3Am, you're leavin' the club (Leavin' the club)
4Am, we'll be makin' love (We'll be makin' love)
We can't stop till you get enough tonight (Whoa, whoa)

You give me all the love I need and (Oh)
You always bring it home to me (Only you)
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
You give me all the love I need and (Only you)
You always bring it home to me (Only you, oh)
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
I bet you don't
I bet you don't

Baby I wanna give you (Baby I wanna give you)
My everything (Everythang)
For all the joy that you bring (For all the joy that you bring)
Baby I'm gonna show you (Said I'm gonna show you)
How special you are to me
And tonight I bet that you won't sleep
Only you (No, no)
Only you (Only you baby)
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight

You give me all the love I need and (Only you)
You always bring it home to me (Only you)
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
You give me all the love I need and (Only you)
You always bring it home to me (Mmm yes you do)
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight
I bet you don't get no sleep tonight

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Renaissance - Lyrics - M People

Title: Renaissance
Artist: M People
Composer(s): Mike Pickering, Paul Heard

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Lyric:
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house

Boy, there's so many things to give
I've been aware of your charms for so long
And there's nothing that you can do
To stop me from coming around, round
To your house, to your house
To your house, to your house

I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'll be your queen upon a throne in your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house

You can build it from bricks and stone
But there's still no point in being alone
So unlock your door, I'm coming through
'Cos this heart's got a message for you

I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
To your house, to your house, to your house, to your house

I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'll be your queen upon a throne in your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house

I'm coming home to your house

By land and sea, I'm coming home to your house
Come fly with me, I'm comin' home to your house
I'll be your queen upon a throne in your house
I'll make you scream aloud with joy in your house

I'll bring you gifts, cash money too to your house
I'll bring it all on home to you to your house
There'll be no black, there'll be no white in your house
There'll be no day, there'll be no night

Have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Mercy on me, mercy on me
Mercy on me, mercy on me

I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
I'll be your queen upon a throne in your house
I'll make you scream aloud with joy in your house

I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house
There'll be no war, there'll be no war in your house
I'll bring you peace, I'll bring you love to your house
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house

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Home Sweet Home - Lyrics - M.O.P.

Title: Home Sweet Home
Artist: M.O.P.
Composer(s): J Grinnage, E Murry, Dominick Lamb, W Notise

Lyric:
Yo, home skillet, get back 'fore I push your shit back
Yo, we're here to put it down with the Lord
(I'm wit dat)
Blaze him, blaze him wit a 4
Cash blow loco I bring the heat to the street
'Cuz ya don't know

Brooklyn military killin' every motherfucker in sight
Get hard W W W dot I will fuck you up dot com
(Strap bombs)
Explode, watch me switch modes
Grab a clutch pop a gear, now I'm in flip mode

Niggaz gash on 99 octane fuel
You deserve a swift kick in your ass 'cuz you's a mule
We keep on duckin' from the firing squad
First you thought you was hard now you calling a guard
Like I'm, oh my Lord, have mercy

Please talk to Little Fame 'cuz he's fixing to merk me
I roll through your hood like it's my hood
And won't have a second thought about if I could nigga
(Home sweet home)
It ain't nothing sweet down here
Guns pop for niggas to eat down here
(Brooklyn)

Home sweet home
Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone
Brooklyn, send 'em back home
Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at

Home sweet home
Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone
Brooklyn, send 'em back home
Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at

(Lord have mercy)
Never bring B R double O K, bring size into it
Sneak 9's into it, thieves rise into it
Seek crime, blow through it, see shines, go to it
Street name, tweak game, rob you stupid
(Stupid)

Big trucks, dick ones ride exclusive
You don't know me, and never will
It's cold streets, don't approach me, we never build
Nigga, home of the pick pockets
Four fifth polish, lift wallets
Notorious like Chris Wallace
(Brooklyn)

We dollar cab hop from bad block to bad block
Coppers crash spots with pad locks get backed up
Handcuffed, chasing grands in tha wastelands
(Nigga)
These boys in tha hood, we poison your hood
Downtown swinging, loud bring noise in your hood
C'mon)

Home sweet home
Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone
Brooklyn, send 'em back home
Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at

Home sweet home
Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone
Brooklyn, send 'em back home
Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at

Now everybody rise to the occasion, duck when I'm aiming
(First family!)
Yeah, it's so amazing, the hell I be raising
Is from the hell I was raised in
It ain't nann nigga fadin shit, I come equipped
I put my life on the line for mine every time

Bitch, come and march with these Brooklyn soldiers
You'll talk wit em, bark when you talk to these crooked ass cobras
Hollered at
(Bum, bum)
Fired at
(Gun noises)
Fire back every time with my cousin

Doin' the unthinkable, the unthinkable Danze, still comin'
Gunning, you'll see the hilltops styling me
I studied Brownsville criminology
(Yes)
If you know a nigga as well as me
You better bring a mother fuckin' calvary
Bless

Home sweet home
Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone
Brooklyn, send 'em back home
Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at

Home sweet home
Clack, clack, salute, salute I'm never alone
Brooklyn, send 'em back home
Brooklyn, send 'em back home where you at

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Pachuca Sunrise - Lyrics - Menos el Oso - Minus The Bear

Title: Pachuca Sunrise
Album: Menos el Oso
Artist: Minus The Bear
Composer(s): Matthew Bistrup Bayles, Erin David Johnson, David Erik Knudson, Cory Micheal Murchy, Jake Henry Snider

Lyric:
Midnight on a beach in the Mediterranean
And I miss you even here, taking it all in
The sand silvered carries the moon on it's shoulders
Is it possible to put this night to tune and move it to you?

And move it to you and move it to you
And move it to you and move it to you
And move it to you and move it to you
And move it to you

Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move
Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you

Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move
Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you

Cargo ships move by tracing on the horizon line
There's a luster from the city lights on the waves that kiss our feet
And we're thinkin' of goin' in
(And we're thinkin' of goin' in and we're thinkin' of goin' in)
The time's getting thin
(The time's getting thin, the time's getting thin)

Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move
Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this, if I can make this

Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move
Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you

This is a city for not sleeping and the clocks are set by feel
At this moment from where I sit, none of it seems real

Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move
Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move

Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move
Don't cry, I'll bring this home to you
If I can make this night light enough to move

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Bring It Home To Mama - Lyrics - Nazareth

Title: Bring It Home To Mama
Artist: Nazareth
Composer(s): Billy Rankin

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Lyric:
She knows all about me
She knows all my felonies
She got the moves to make me tremble
She's got me on my knees
She's got life-time guarantees
In got no time for my innuendos

I don't mind if you make a dime, baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump in, grind in your own time, baby
Bring it on home to mama

She say, "I'm one to blame"
She say, "Men are all the same"
She got the signed, sealed testimony
She knows a woman's place
She knows where to rest her case
She got her mind on the alimony

I don't mind if you make a dime, baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump in, grind in your own time, baby
Bring it on home to mama

Hey, baby, bring it on home to mama
Hey, hey, makin' baby, bring it on home to mama

She wears a heart of gold
Says her needs are many fold
I got no reason or need to doubt it
She knows she leads the dance
She knows how to wear those pants
She got the full metal matching outfit

I don't mind if you make a dime, baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump in, grind in your own time, baby
Bring it on home to mama

I don't mind if you make a dime, baby
Bring it on home to mama
Bump in, grind in your own time, baby
Bring it on home to mama

You can go blind, gimme what's mine
If you wanna keep this love alive
Bring it on home to mama
Don't talk back, just get another kick-back
This ain't no jive
Bring it on home to mama

Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it on home, bring it on home
Bring it on home, bring it on home to mama
Bring it on home

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7 Years - Lyrics - Whitey Ford Sings The Blues - Everlast

Title: 7 Years
Album: Whitey Ford Sings The Blues
Artist: Everlast
Composer(s): Dante Ross, Erik Schrody

Lyric:
Go, it's been seven years down the road
I got no more tears in me left to flow
When I did my baby wrong
And she left me lonely for so long
Now I'm out here all alone

Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?

It go one more treble, two for the bass
Used to mess with this girl way back in the day
She's from the PJ's and she went both ways
Yeah, the girl was a freak, I used to call her Monique
And before I even speak about knockin' the boots
I say her name been changed to avoid lawsuits

So now we gettin' down to the nitty of the gritty
She brought her friend around and damn she was pretty
Betty was twisted, she said her number was listed
They grabbed my love too fisted, hugged it and kissed it

They say, one in the hand is worth two in the bush
But when shove came to push, yo, I had my own theories
World series of love, it's two on one
Till I got caught with smokin' gun

His wife came home and she bursted in
Now I'm lookin' for my heart like I'm made from tin
The road that I travel ain't got yellow bricks
My old woman jinxed that all men are pricks
And she flipped the script, she's puttin' lip to lip
And every time I think about it I just lose my grip

'Cause I've been up and I've been down
And I've been fast and I've been slow
And I've been square and I've been round
And I've been high and I've been low

And I've been cool and I've been calm
And I've been kind and I've been crass
I held the whole world right in my palm
I tried to spread it around but it sure went fast

Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Bring my baby home

Seven years sure, gone flown by
I got no more tears any left to cry
Oh, when I did my sugar bad, I lost the best thing I ever had
And now I'm out here on my own

Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Lord, won't you please bring my baby home?
Bring my baby home

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Nobody'S Home - Lyrics - Do Or Die

Title: Nobody'S Home
Artist: Do Or Die
Composer(s): Dennis Round, Darnell Smith, O'Kelly Isley, Anthony Round, Ernie Isley, Ronald Isley, Christopher Jasper, Samuel Lindley, Rudolph Isley, Marvin Isley

Lyric:
Baby it's your prerogative what you do
I don't give a damn what he think about you
All I know is one plus one is two
We can lay back while we sip a few
Yeah, it's true, you can be my boo
Tears to let out or you
All I wanna do is keep in line wit you
Doin' everything if it's fine with you

Lemme pick you up at a certain time
Sit and dine drink the finest wine
Ice over Cristal
Lay back peep the the scenery still and a pimp smile
In a little while, better time and ride out
To tha finest hideout, silver wrist and a twist
'Cuz the neighborhood homes is a risk
And uh do you really wanna ride wit me

Sit back and hide wit me
Conversate when you fly wit me
You don't need to be touched on makin' love over rough zone
Playa hater get crushed on, bumrushed on
Peep the game from a playa
Who survived in the rought streets
Collectin' dust on my spot from the cops heat
Hit the block gon' shop for some nice meat, I don't roll deep

Just a lil' bit of care 'cuz a brother wanna bail to the mall
To ball wit all the blunts
Treat me right you deserve some dough
But never earn my trust stop trippin' you can wae the bun
Sit back in the smooth ride
Hit the block for your homies hollarin' two time
And I ain't thinkin' 'bout your other man
All I'm thinkin' 'bout is ends and a tight Benz, but it's right there

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

My four five-oh hit the front door
Got me chillin' like a star, out the ro ro
Place anotha hand on my Georgia bull
But when I got out the truck all the hoes froze
Checkin' me out like I'm po-po
Bring a friend don't go solo
Let's bail in your car, V-12 double-oh
Got a bag a weed make a left on Monroe

Three Philly's from the store, got a place we can go
Drive slow make a right keep it tight
Now, park by the meter, roll the weed up
Baby girl, push your seat up between the heater
Playa playa baby
Can I dirty dance wit you and your friends
Got a V-12 double-oh Benz
Plus you stackin' the Benjamins

Baby, puff puff pass and pull
You can get hurt like that and why you wearin' skirts like that
Do he wonder where you at
While he sellin' zones you havin' sex
Puttin' it down, givin' up your check
See I'm a young playa, got game from tha vest
I can talk a zebra out it stripes if it stand there and chat
I can put my name on that

And oh, it's about four
My mama should be walkin' in the door
So put on your clothes remember nobody knows
Spray the air freshener before we go
Do what you're doin'
But we gon smoke and ride playa like me and you
Could never be alone so pickup the phone
Baby, I'm down in the zone and nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

So, do you wanna take this chance wit me
I know, I know he be seeing you glance at me
And oh, do you wanna live your fantasy
Let's go to your place, just you and me
Take it slow, don't cry, dry your eyes
Despise the way that he treat you with lies
I be your Mary Jane your everything, no pain
I be your moon stars and your sun, no rain

See it's flamin' when he leave us alone, come close
Never find the brakes when I'm at your home, I won't boast
Or brag when I'm next to you true
I do all the thangs your man won't do for you
So here's a few things to let you know when you're down
Here's my number when I'm far away from your town
So call me when you have a need for me
And by the way did you leave in my pocket, this G

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home
Ooh, na na na na na na
Nobody's home, nobody's home

Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

Baby Boy, Do or Die, Johnny P
Nobody's home
Nobody's home
Nobody's home

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You Ain'T Smart - Lyrics - Double Up - Mase

Title: You Ain'T Smart
Album: Double Up
Artist: Mase
Composer(s): J Garfield, Mason Betha, Nasheim Myrick

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Lyric:
What, what, what, what, what
(H-World)
What, what, what
(All out)
What, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha fucka)
What, what, what, what, what

Yo, this for my niggas in the streets
(What, what, what, what)
Foreign cars and the jeeps
(What, what, what, what)
Make about a fuckin' million in a week
(What, what, what, what)
When I can't forget that we all still street

Yo, yo you know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen
Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin'
A nigga that's speeding bound to have a collision
Bound to be in prison or bound to pop a mission

So if you got dogs, nigga let 'em go
If a mob fuckin' truck right let 'em know
We got the same guns that you got but better though
And next time we in some shit nigga you will know

See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down
And I stand over your head like look at you now
And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
Like mommy come here look, look, look what we found

Wit' me it's more intense, nigga
So if you ain't goin' hard stay on the bench nigga
And you know when I come I leave no prints nigga
And when you die it won't be at my expense nigga, nigga, nigga

Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(All out)

Yo, yo not only do I know the rights, I know the wrongs
Mo' money, mo' bitches, yeah you know the song
And if you claim you a nigga that know me long
And you should know I'ma die with my Rolley on

I ain't no punk, I ain't no chump, I ain't no whimp
Ain't got no cane, ain't got no ming, ain't got no limp
Money exempt, instead you niggas are blimp
And every bitch in every state know Mase is the pimp

See I'm unlike the ones who fail you when I know where you
Live I'ma send my kid to take care of you
I'll bring it to my man if he try to spare you
I'd tie something up if I wanted to scare you

Make it where your own shadow won't stand near you
And they send the trauma unit to come repair you
Now there you are nigga, in the fuckin' reservoir
With your Bentley, we don't give a fuck about your car who you are

Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(All out)

Yo, yo you can't never love a man so much you can't doubt him
Let him know certain shit you gotta do without him
And if ya got guns, don't leave home without it
You gon' kill a man, there's ways to go about it

See I never kill a man and I do it vainly
I won't ever let a mutha fucka know I'm angry
'Cuz when I get caught and they come arraign me
It be a surprise witness that come to hang me

I figure, if I'ma do it, I'ma do it my way
Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em by Friday
Then Sunday, I'ma meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and keep it movin'

Monday I'm off the exit
All I wanna find out is where the complex is
And by Tuesday I'm sittin' in the complexes
All I wanna find out is where the address is

And by Wednesday, it just so happen you get shot in the knee
A nigga tried to run away and dropped the key
Now you in the hospital not critical
Frontin', makin' a scene, bring the whole block wit' you

Friday hit and you ain't got no clique wit' you
Need somebody help you with your leg, got your bitch wit' chu
Soon as you get home and put the key in the door
Click, clack, now get on the floor, I told you nigga

Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(All out)

Yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(Take it back to the streets)
You talk crazy on the phone, bring niggas to your home
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)

Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
And I know you ain't as smart as you think
(You take it back to the streets)
You leave a thug wit' a hoe and you think you on the low
Hey yo, you ain't as smart as you think
(All out)

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Don'T Phunk With My Heart - Lyrics - Monkey Business - Black Eyed Peas

Title: Don'T Phunk With My Heart
Album: Monkey Business
Artist: Black Eyed Peas
Composer(s): Paul Anthony George, Kalyanji Anandji, Stacy Ann Ferguson, Indeewar William Adams, Gerard R Charles, Hugh Clark, Lucien J George, Printz Board, Curtis Bedeau, Brian P George, George Jr Pajon

Lyric:
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart
(Yeah)
No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby

Girl, you know you got me, got me
With your pistol shot me, shot me
And I'm here helplessly
In love and nothing can stop me

You can't stop me once I start it
Can't return me once you bought it
I'm coming baby, don't got it
(Don't make me wait)
So let's be about it

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

Baby, have some trustin', trustin'
When I come with lustin', lustin'
?Cause I bring you that comfort
I ain't only here ?cause I want yer body

I want your mind too
Interestin's what I find you
And I'm interested in the long haul
Come on girl, yee haw
Come on!

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

Girl, you had me once you kissed me
My love for you is not iffy
I always want you with me
I'll play Bobby and you'll play Whitney

If you smoke, I'll smoke too
That's how much I'm in love with you
Crazy is what crazy do
Crazy in love, I'm a crazy fool

No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart

Why you so insecure
When you got passion and love h're?
You always claimin' I'm a cheater
Think I'd up and go leave ya

For another señorita
You forgot that I need ya
You must've caught amnesia
That's why you don't believe

Yeah, check it out

Don't you worry ?bout a thing, baby
?Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don't you worry ?bout a thing, baby
?Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

Baby girl, you make me feel
You know you make me feel so real
I love you more than sex appeal
?Cause you're

That tha-that, tha-that that that girl
That tha-that, tha-that that that girl
That tha-that, tha-that that that girl
That tha-that, tha-that that that girl

That tha-that, tha-that that that girl
That tha-that, tha-that that that girl
(No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart)
That tha-that, tha-that that that girl
That-tha, that tha, that-tha, that girl
(No, no, no, no, don't phunk with my heart)

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby

I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby
I wonder if I take you home
Would you still be in love, baby? In love, baby

Don't you worry ?bout a thing, baby
?Cause you know you got me by a string, baby
Don't you worry ?bout a thing, baby
?Cause you know you got me by a string, baby

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Bring It On Home - Lyrics - The Road to Here - Little Big Town

Title: Bring It On Home
Album: The Road to Here
Artist: Little Big Town
Composer(s): Tyler Hayes Bieck, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Greg Bieck

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Lyric:
You got someone here
Wants to make it alright
Someone who loves you
More than life right here

You got willing arms
That'll hold you tight
A hand to lead you on
Through the night right here

I know your heart
Can get all tangled up inside
But don't you keep it to yourself

When your long day is over
And you can barely drag your feet
The weight of the world is on your shoulders
I know what you need, bring it on home to me

You know I know you
Like the back of my hand
But did you know I'm gonna do
All that I can right here?

I'm gonna lie with you
Till you fall asleep
When the morning comes
I'm still gonna be right here, oh yes I am

So take your worries
And just drop them at the door
Baby leave it all behind

When your long day is over
And you can barely drag your feet
The weight of the world is on your shoulders
I know what you need, bring it on home to me

Baby let me be your safe harbor
Don't let the water come and carry you away

When your long day is over
And you can barely drag your feet
The weight of the world is on your shoulders
I know what you need, bring it on home to me

Oh bring it on home
Yeah bring it on home to me
Home to me
Oh bring it on, bring it on
Home to me

You got someone here
Wants to make it alright
Someone who loves you
More than life right here

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Down - Lyrics - The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful - Cherry Monroe

Title: Down
Album: The Good, the Bad and the Beautiful
Artist: Cherry Monroe
Composer(s): Matthew John Tokarsky, Bryan Patrick Campbell

Lyric:
My one night stand, my summer fling
Came as fast as she left me
Oh, it?s such a tragedy
We both had way too much to drink

This empty bed, the long drive home
Leaves me crushed and most alone
You came and left way too soon

I'd do anything for you
I'd do anything for you
I'd do anything for you

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down yea, down no

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down, down, down

I met her in the rock show crowd
The band was playing oh so loud
Touch me, feel me hold me close
Feels so good only heaven knows

She got all the glamour of Hollywood
I can't be with what I should
I love your sweat on my skin

Feel these words they?re sinking in
Feel these words they?re sinking in
Feel these words they?re sinking in

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down yea, down no

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down, down, down

I love to hate you
Hate to love you
What could I do?
What could I prove?

So long, so long, so long
I can just scream, I can just run
How come you always do me wrong?

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down yea, down no

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down, down

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down yea, down no

You bring me
You bring me
You bring me down
Down, down, down

I love to hate you
Hate to love you
What could I do?
What could I prove?

I can just scream at the top of my lungs
How come you always do me wrong?

Down, down, down, down

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