7 Years

It's been seven years down the road I got no more tears that me left to flow When I did my baby wrong That she left me lonely for so long Now I'm out here all alone Lord, won't you please bring my baby home CHORUS (2x) Lord won't you please... bring my baby home Lord won't you please bring my baby home It go one for the treble Two for the bass Used to mess with this girl Way back in the day She was from the PJ's And she went both ways Yeah, the girl was a freak I used to call her Monique And before I even speak About knockin' the boots I say her name been changed to avoid lawsuits So now we gettin' down to the nitty of the gritty She brought her friend around And damn she was pretty Betty was twisted She said her number was listed They grabbed my love two fisted Hugged it and kissed it They say one in the hand Is worth two in the bush But when shove came to push Yo, I had my own theories World Series of love It's two on one Till I got caught with the smokin' gun His wife came home And she bursted in Now I'm lookin' for my heart Like I'm made from tin The road that I travel Ain't got yellow bricks My old woman jinxed That all men are pricks And she flipped the script She's puttin' lip to lip And every time I think about it I just lose my grip 'Cause I've been up And I've been down And I've been fast And I've been slow And I've been square And I've been round And I've been high And I've been low And I've been cool And I've been calm And I've been kind And I've been crass I held the whole world right in my palm I tried to spread it around But it sure went fast CHORUS Seven years sure have flown by I got no more tears that me left to cry When I did my sugar bad I lost the best thing I ever had And now I'm out here on my own Lord, won't you please bring my baby home CHORUS (2x) Bring my baby home...