That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pinball! Never seen him fall Ever since I was a young boy I've played the silver ball From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall

Bring it on home, bring it on home Bring it on home to you 'M gonna bring it on home to you I've got my ticket, I've got that load Gone up, go higher, all aboard 'M take my seat, a-right way back, ooooh yeah Watch this train goin' down the track

Okay, she keep calling, she keep calling every single night Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe Oh Oh, no, I swear to God, I be in my mind Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my Said I wouldn't die, yuh, no, I'm not alright, yuh I

That deaf dumb and blind kid Sure plays a mean pin ball! Ever since I was a young boy, I've played the silver ball. From Soho down to Brighton I must have played them all. But I ain't seen nothing like him In any amusement hall He stands like a statue,

Oh, oh, bring it to me Bring your sweet lovin' Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) About leavin', leavin' me behind If you ever change your mind Bring it on home to me, oh oh yeah You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left But now I

The worst pain that I ever had In too deep, can't think about giving it up But I never knew love would feel like a heart attack It's killing me, swear I never cried so much Oh Oh wo-oh, never never never knew love (Oh Oh wo-oh) Would hurt this f***in' bad

I'm a stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, oh oh And now I know You didn't expect me to go low Now you know From the top to bottom, now that I got you You didn't expect me to just Turn you 'round, spread it out, and put it down I bet he can't do it like me

We can all get some, yeah, we can all get paid Hey everybody, we don't have to live this way Yeah, we've all been there before and it goes oh oh She maxed her credit cards and don't got a job She pays for gas with all the change in her car It's not the end

Pour me something stronger than me Pour me something stronger Pour me something straight All these crooked voices, make them go away I can barely stand up I can hardly breathe Oh Oh, here I go again Walking the line Killing time between my sins

These Mexican minutes get longer and longer We're down to the worm in the bottle The chips and the salsa are gone Now we know why J.T. sang "Oh Oh Mexico" We're two days south of the border Feeling too good to care why As the days goes by Up in the city