7 Years

It's been seven years down the road

I got no more tears in me left to flow

Since I did my baby wrong

She left me lonely for so long

Now I'm out here on my own

Lord won't you please bring my baby home?

Lord won't you please

Bring my baby home

Lord won't you please bring my baby home?

It goes one for the treble

Two for the bass

Used to mess with this girl way back in the day

She was from the peace days and she went both ways

Yea, the girl was a freak

I used to call her Monique

And before we even spoke about knockin' the boots

She said her names been changed to avoid law suits

So now wer'e gettin' down to the nitty of the gritty

She brought her friend 'round and DAMN she was pretty!

Betty was twisted

Said her number was listed

Grabbed my love two fisted

Hugged and kissed it

She said "one in the hand is worth two in the bush"

But when push came to shove yo I had my own theories

World series of love

It's two on one

When I got caught with a smokin' gun

His wifey came home and she bursted in

Now I'm lookin' for my heart like it's made from tin

The road that I travel ain't got yellow bricks

My old woman thinks that all men are pricks

Then she flipped the script

She's puttin' lip to lip

Everytime I think about it I just lose my grip

I've been up and I've been down

I've been high and I've been low

I've been square and I've been round

I've been fast and I've slow

I've been cool and I've been calm

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

Oh won't you please bring my baby home?

Lord won't you please bring my baby home

(repeat repeat repeat)