( Cooke )
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh-oh bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah
You know I laughed when you left
But now I know I only hurt myself
Oh-oh bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll give you jewellery, money too
And that's not all, all I'll do for you
Oh-oh bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I'll always be your slave
'til I'm dead and buried in my grave
Oh-oh bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh-oh bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
Bring it on home to me, yeah
Bring your sweet loving, bring it on home to me, yeah
Bring your sweet loving, bring it on home to me, yeah
Bring your sweet loving, bring it on home to me, yeah
Bring your sweet loving, bring it on home to me, yeah
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