Bring It Back Home
(Mckagan / Rose / Slash /
Stradlin)
Sweet little lady, don’t you get crazy,
Bring it back home to me.
Woman little standing, dreaming to forget him,
Bring it back home to me.
When? Why wonder? Brown-eyed stunner, come on bring it home to me,
Kiss a little dozen, fishing for your lover, won’t you bring
it down home to me.
See a thrill on fire, seen the dog in heat,
She lift her lips, with a passion, in the third degree.
See a dirty old lady, with a schoolgirl’s swings,
Break a back for the daddy all, when she does her thing.
She looks like heroin, she could use a face,
Darlin´ would you want to fall in to the thing, you said: "Gimme
that nicotine"
Never wanna hold you, never wanna scold you, I bet she’s
taking away from me.
Never will demand you , or ever reprimand you, when you bring it
back home to me.
Can't take candy from a baby, when your baby gives it up for free,
She just gets around, being lazy, until she brings her lovin’
to me.
Don’t need nothing to save me, say for a piece of your
luxury.
Lock the door, but you’ll never cage me. I’ll tell you
just how it’s gonna be.
I call your lover in the morning, when you have your cup of tea.
You never give me your warning, so you better get ready for me.
Guess who's coming over, on your things; that’s such a
surprise.
If you’re saying you never known her, honey, you better open
your eyes.
Look out.
She’s a thrill on fire, she’s a dog in heat
She licks her lips with a passion, in the third degree.
See a dirty old lady, with a schoolgirl’s scream.
Break a back of her daddy, when she does her thing.
Can’t take candy from a baby, when your baby gives it up for
free.
She just gets around, being lazy, until she brings her lovin’
to me.
I don’t need nothing to save me, say for a piece of your
luxury.
Lock the door, but you’ll never cage me. I tell you just how
it’s gonna be.
I call your lover in the morning, when you have your cup of tea.
You never give me a warning, so get yourself ready for me.
Ohhhh, where you going, tell me who did you see?
I've been sleeping on your doorstep, baby, won't you bring it
back home to me.
Get me something for my jealous mind, you don't get something for
free.
What’s it gonna, gonna come to, you just bring it down home
to me.
Ha-Ha-Ha