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Texty: Whitesnake. Live... In The Heart Of The City. Take Me With You.

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(David Coverdale, Micky Moody)

Every time I see my baby home,
I wanna kiss a little better so I get stoned
Gonna spread her pretty legs so I can see,
Sweet lip honey be the death of me
And I will discover you'll be my midnight lover,
Oh babe, bring it on home to me.

Sometimes when I'm feeling low,
I go looking for a lover where the bad girls go
Sorry little girl, If you can't stay,
Your red light mama gonna show the way

And then a certain madness,
Will 'crease my heart with sadness
Oh babe, bring it on home to me
Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs,
Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs

I know love and what it means,
It's a skinny little girl in tight ass jeans
I love to hear'em moan and cry,
'Cos God made men to satisfy
And with the fire returning,
I feel the fever burning
Oh babe, bring it on home to me

Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs,
Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs
Oh, take me with you.

Every time I see my baby home,
I wanna kiss a little better so I get stoned
Gonna spread her pretty legs so I can see,
Sweet lip honey be the death of me
And I will discover you'll be my midnight lover,
Oh babe, bring it on home to me

Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs,
Take me with you I will give you anything a woman needs
Take me with you.