Guns N' Roses Bring It Back Home To Me Lyrics
Sweet little lady,
don't you get crazy,
bring it back home to me
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
She's a thrill 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 looks like heroin,
she kills the pain
Call it what you want to call it,
call it danger honey, you said, "gimme that nicotine"
Never wanna hold you,
never wanna scold you,
I bet she's taking 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 nothing to save me,
save for a piece of your luxury
Lock the door, but you'll never cage me,
I'll tell you just how it's gonna be
I call your lover in the morning,
when you have your cup of tea
You never give me your warning,
so you better get ready for me
Guess who's coming over,
oh you think that's such a surprise
If you're saying you've never known her, honey,
you better open your eyes
Look out
She's a thrill 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
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 nothing to save me,
say for a piece of your luxury
Lock the door,
but you'll never cage me,
I tell you just how it's 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
Ohhhh, where you going,
tell me who did you see?
I've been sleeping on your doorstep, baby, won't you bring it back home to me
Get me something for my jealous mind, you don't get something for free
What's it gonna, gonna come to,
you just bring it down home to me
Ha-ha-ha
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