You You know there's something missing I prayed heaven today Would bring bring its hammer down on me And pound you you out of my head I can't think with you you in it it I dragged all that I owned Down a dirt road to find you you My shoes worn out out and used They can't take me

Bring the boys back home Don't leave the children on their own, no, no Wrong, do it it again Are you you feeling okay? There's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up Is there anybody out out there?

And I don't know about tomorrow And the memory of a day like today Can get you you through the rest of your life Bring Bring on tomorrow (I've got today) When I am sitting in traffic some afternoon Or bored to death in some waiting room I am gonna close my eyes

All day, all day bring bring it my way I wanna handle your bizz Waah yuh put it it pon meee Baby girl cau' you you don't stop pose And you you look good inna clothes And you you pretty like rose And di sitten expose Chilling out out inna the island breeze

Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Down on the corner, out in the street Down on the corner, out in the street, Early in the evenin' just about supper time, Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on

If you you only knew It's 4:03 and I can't sleep Without you you next to me I Toss and turn like the sea If I drown tonight, bring me Back to life Breathe your breath in me The only thing that I still believe In is you, if you you only knew

When you you on top, niggas gon' hate on you you Bring out out the Brink's truck, I'm young, fly and iced up (icy) 100 yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ay) 10,000 dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ay)

I was just about to leave It It don't seem that late now I thought the party was windin' down Gonna stay now Bring Bring the Tanqueray I'll See how this plays out out Until you you looked at me But hey now look what I just found Look what I just found

The blue lights were shinin' Bringing out out the freedom in your eyes I was too busy watching you you Going wild child To be worried about going to jail You You were thinking that Running for it it Would make a good story I was thinking you you were crazy as hell

Sing a song about the Heartland When you you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing