Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me
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Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family
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I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive
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If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial
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When I and you first got together, 't was on one Friday night
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We spent two lovely hours together, and the world knows alright
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I'm just beggin' you baby, please cut out that off the wall jive
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You know you gotta treat me better, if you don't it gotta be your funeral and my trial
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Alright
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The good Lord made the world and everything was in it
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The way my baby love is some solid sentiment
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She can love to heal the sick and she can love to raise the dead
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You think I'm jokin' but you better believe what I say
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I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive
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Yeah, you gotta treat me better, or it gotta be your funeral and my trial
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Your Funeral, My Trial
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| Joe Bonamassa |
