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Every time I see my
baby home, I wanna kiss a little better so I get stoned. Gonna spread her pretty legs so I can see, Sweet lip honey be the death of me And I will discover you'll be my midnight lover, Oh babe, bring it on home to me. Sometimes when I'm feeling low, I go looking for a lover where the bad girls go. Sorry little girl, If you can't stay, Your red light mama gonna show the way. And then a certain madness, Will 'crease my heart with sadness Oh babe, bring it on home to me. Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs, Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs. I know love and what it means, It's a skinny little girl in tight ass jeans. I love to hear'em moan and cry, 'Cos God made men to satisfy. And with the fire returning, I feel the fever burning Oh babe, bring it on home to me. Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs, Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs. Oh, take me with you. (Solo) Every time I see my baby home, I wanna kiss a little better so I get stoned. Gonna spread her pretty legs so I can see, Sweet lip honey be the death of me. And I will discover you'll be my midnight lover, Oh babe, bring it on home to me. Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs, Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs. Take me with you |
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| 3:46 | 
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| 3:13 |
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You got the smile of a Monalisa,
Know it all an' giving nothing away. You make the sins of a vestal virgin, Look nothing more that a roll in the hay. So lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. Lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. You give an air of the Dolce Vita, Society's made a queen out of you. Casanova couldn't take all your virtue, But, rock 'n' roll is gonna steal it from you. So lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. Lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. Come on, girl, it'll be alright, Easy does it nice and slow. Woah, you know, mama, that tonight's the night, Come on and let your feelings show. Take a look in the mirror, Tell me what you see. If it ain't sweet surrender You can blame it on somebody, not the devil in me. So lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. Lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. Take a look in the mirror, Tell me what you see. If it ain't sweet surrender You can blame it on somebody, not the devil in me. Lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. Lie down, I think I love you, Lie down, I think I care. |
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| 3:47 |
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| 5. |
| 3:37 |
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| 7. |
| 4:46 |
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I was raised a gambler's son
And before I could walk, I had to learn how to run. And I never, never ever Played a loaded dice. But, I rolled a lot of women With a heart as cold as ice. On the run again Looking for a place to hide, Everywhere I look there is trouble, Always coming my way, Trouble always coming my way. Baby I'm lonely, I'm out of control, I need someone to understand The badness in my soul. Though I never, I never Stole another man's wife But, I fooled around plenty enough And I got what I paid for. On the run again Looking for a place to hide, Everywhere I look there is trouble, Trouble always coming my way. Trouble. (Solo) On the run again Looking for a place to hide, Everywhere I look there is trouble, Trouble always coming my way. Trouble always coming my way, trouble always coming... |
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| 3:25 |
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| 9. |
| 4:02 |
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| 10. |
| 3:16 |
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