Guns 'N' Roses

Guns 'N' Roses - Bring It Back Home lyrics

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Woman little standing, dreaming to forget him. Bring it back home to me.
When, why wonder? Brown-eyed Stunner, Come on bring it home to me.
Kiss a little dozen, fishing for your lover, won't you bring it down home to me.

See a drill on fire, she's a dog in heat.
She licks her lips with a passion, in the third degree.
See a dirty old lady, with a school girl's scream
Break a back for the daddy, oh, when she does her thing.

She loves like heroin, she kills the pain.
Call it what you wanna, call it danger honey, you said; gimme back, nicotine.
Never wanna hold you, never wanna scold you, I bet she's takin' away from me.
Never will commend you, or ever reprimand you when you bring it back home to me.

Can't take candy from a baby, when your baby gives it up for free
She just puts around being lazy, but still she brings her lovin' to me.
Don't need nothin' to save me, save for a piece of your luxury,
Lock the door but you'll never cage it. I'll tell you just how its gonna be.

I call your lover in the morning, when you have your cup of tea.
You never give me a warning, so you better give it right up for me.
Guess who's comin' over, on your thinks they're such a surprise.
If you say you've never known her, honey, you better open your eyes. Look out.

See a drill on fire, she's a dog in heat.
She licks her lips, with a passion, in the third degree.
See a dirty old lady, with a school girl's scream.
Break the back of her daddy, when she does her thing.

Can't take candy from a baby, when your baby gives it up for free.
She just gets around being lazy, until she brings her lovin' to me.
I don't need nothin' to save me, save for a piece of your luxury.
Lock the door but you'll never cage me. I tell you just how i ts gonna be.

I call your lover in the morning, when you have your cup of tea.
You never give me a warning, so get yourself ready for me.
Ohh, where're you going, tell me; Who're you to see?
I'll be sleeping on your doorstep, baby, till you bring it back home to me.

Can't keep something from a jealous mind, you don't get something for free.
What's it gonna gonna come to, you just bring it down home ot me. HaHaHa
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Publisher: Scorpio (UK)

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Released in: 2010

Language: English

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