I'm gonna bring it on home, now I'm gonna bring it on home to you I done bought my ticket, I got my load Conductor done hollered, "All, aboard" Take my seat and ride way back And watch this train move down the track I think about the good times I once

Nothin' feels better than this Nothin' feels better Nothin' feels better, no, no This is what you like, I admit Take it back, bring it side to side (Nothing, baby) (Nothing feels better) (I'm not really drunk, I never get that fucked up)

Bring her back to me, bring her back to me (Ooh, ooh, do wade, ooh, ooh, do wade) They don't know that you're coming back to me One day the train will stop and they will see I know the train will bring you home I hope and pray it won't be long (Ooh, ooh,

With nothing on my back It's still enough to bring me down My mind's about to crack 'cause what I thought could not be found Matter of in fact It's harder still when you're around I can't help but drown Was happiness a fad Or was it in the lost and found

She shake that ass and bring it back to me Bring that cash to me lil baby I'll help you with all your problems bae It's midnight Took a half baby It's halftime What's your math baby? You look alright Your heart is cold but it's warm inside your thighs

When they begin the beguine It brings back the sound of music so tender It brings back a night of tropical splendor It brings back a memory ever green I`m with you once more, under the stars And down by the shore, an orchestra`s playing And even the

You do the talkin' I'll do the driving, you get us going Play us a summer song that she knows and I'll find a spot, I'll pull it over You slow it down and I'll pull her closer I'll find the moon and you bring the backbeat You set the mood, we'll dance in

If you want it like that you should show me Help me now, let me know Come on let me know, let me know I'm good either way Either way, uh Um whatcha say? What's going on? Good either way Either way, uh (gonna bring it back just like she owe me)

Bitch, you gon' die, hoe They be actin' for a fuckin' bitch I'm 'bout to shoot this bitch Out of the way kids Bitch, I smoked crack, now I count fucking racks Back to the smack, lickin' the powder bags Back on my bullshit, white bands, scoof it Three in

At the house Got a yellow backdoor porch party light Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White You and me out here swaying, star-gazing Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out Get the mood turned on and the lights out Lose a little something