Bring Your Fine Self Home

Oh, baby
Honey, why don't you bring your fine self home?
Oh, baby
Honey, why don't you bring your fine self home?
Don't you send no letters to me
Don't you call me, woman
What I need I can't get on no telephone

I know we had our problems, baby
In every life there's some ups and downs
I know we had our problems, baby
In every life there's a some ups and downs
But you kissed the first thing smokin'
And your woman sure ain't jokin', man
Get in this town

Well, you touched me with the feelin'
And it was such a perfect blend
And now I want it over and over, over and over again

Come on, baby
Get your fine self back in town
Don't you stop to think about it
Don't you stop to talk to nobody
Bring it on home

Don't you stop to think about it
Don't you stop to talk to nobody
Bring it on home