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Guns N Roses Bring It Back Home

. 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

. 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

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

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

E He'd a ride for me, and that's the way it's gon' be N.W.A, nigga B-O-N-E All around the world most dangerous groups marchin' like troops Lace your

of delta <chorus-whole> <killa sin-over chorus> What, what, one time Come on, swing it Bring it, what Killarm, yeah, swing it The gods gonna bring it

the money save that ass when the shit get hot It's Lidu Rock [Rock] Many think I ain't got it in me, cuz I'm plenty-friendly It could be because I'm

pit, you think it's a rose So what if it's brown from Mac, gotta take it back, back And gotta bobble the gat, push your shit back, back Free, house the