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If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind Oh-oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me I know I laughed when you left But now I know I only hurt myself Oh-oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me I'll give you jewellery and money, too That ain't all, that ain't all I'll do for you Oh, if you bring it to me Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me You know I'll always be your slave 'Til I'm buried, buried in my grave Oh honey, bring it to me Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me One more thing I tried to treat you right But you stayed out, stayed out at night But I forgive you, bring it to me Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me |
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One, two, one, two, three, four
Lord, have mercy Don't cry no more, wipe away your tears Don't cry no more, baby, wipe away your tears I know, I know, know that you love me real Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Don't cry, don't cry, I'm begging you Don't cry no more, baby, I'm begging you Every tear you shed will tell me that your love is true Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Lord, have mercy Cry me the river, cry me a sea Now I believe without a doubt You really, really, really love me I don't want you to cry I don't want you to cry Dry your eyes, dry your eyes I'll be your water, when you're thirsty I'll be your [Incomprehensible], when you're fallin' on down Oh, baby, dry your eyes, lean on me I'll stick by you, I'll stick by you I'll be your bread, in a starry land |
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Huh, look a-here!
You've got the kind of lovin' make a man lose his mind You've got that little somethin' that make me know that you're mine Look here, you're lookin' good, you're lookin' so good All right, you're lookin' good like I knew that you would All right, look a-here! When you call my name, baby, you call me Mr. Clean I'm gonna give you lovin' that you ain't never seen Hey you're lookin' good, you're lookin' so good All right, you're lookin' good like I knew that you would All right, look a-here! When you wear your wigs, baby, you wear your dresses tight You wear your 44, baby, when you step out late at night You're lookin' good, oh so good You're lookin' good like I knew that you would All right, look a-here! Mama get your mojo, papa get your gun I'm gonna steal your daughter, I'm gonna be your son She's lookin' good, ah lookin' so good, look here She's lookin' good like I knew that she would All right, look a-here now! Huh huh all right One thing, she make me all right, make it all right She make my heart high, hey hey hey She make me feel good, she make me feel good, etc. |
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