It's been seven years down the road

I got no more tears that me left to flow

When I did my baby wrong

That she left me lonely for so long

Now I'm out here all alone

Lord, won't you please bring my baby home



CHORUS (2x)

Lord won't you please... bring my baby home

Lord won't you please bring my baby home



It go one for the treble

Two for the bass

Used to mess with this girl

Way back in the day

She was 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 two 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 the 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



CHORUS



Seven years sure have flown by

I got no more tears that me left to cry

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



CHORUS (2x)



Bring my baby home...