nobody calls Bringin' it all back home To the one that I left alone Bringin' it all back home Waiting to know, is it too late to go And bring it all back home
Bringin' it all back home, to the one that I left alone Bringin' it all back home, well I'm waiting to know Is it too late to go To bring it all back home
Translation: The Living End. Bringin' It All Back Home.
, too, is folding under you And it's all over now, baby blue All your seasick sailors They are rowing home Your empty handed army Is all going home
Though the rules of the road have been lodged It's people's games, you got to dodge But it's alright, Ma, I can make it Advertising signs that con
and now you're [chorus] bringing it all back home like a wave rushing over me bringing it all back home say you're bringing me back to your love sweet
home from comstock I got shooters they aint got what i got Got shit locked, i stunt non stop I get it and i blow it how i want , why not My bitch cold
it all, (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep), We could have had it all, (You're gonna wish you never had met me), It all, it all, it all, (Tears
on, I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on I like it, like it [Na-na-na] come on Come on, I like it, like it Come on, come on, come on I like it
I said Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? Where them girls at, girls at? So go get them, we can all be friends Hey, bring it on baby, all
a puppy on a leash time to come back home i done let 'chu out to play but 'chu ain't playin' fair you done meet this little stray bringin' fleas
paint a vivid picture, no HD Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it Dis' me, you'll never hear a reply for it Any awards show or party I get
rolled past our land They took back what they'd given And we all knew we'd have to move If we was gonna make a living So we all moved off And went our
You betta not step Now nigga move back Let me catch my breath Bring it, bring it back to the floor So sick with an ass so fat It's Shawnna, Twist
high, gettin head on the beach Chillin, sittin on about half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All
reapin' Dippin' and talking' how it's for money And ending up going back, we made like forty one trips Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I bring
It" (OH THAT'S CRAZY) [Chorus] Man it's alright, hold tight Watch out, push it on tonight It's crazy Don't hold back I'ma put it where it 'pose to be
