Lyrics:
we can make it home by Friday we can brag
And the devil shivered in his sleeping bag
Well I just got back from New York City
Kris and Rita done it all
a drag
If we can make it home by Friday we can brag
And the devil shivered in his sleeping bag
Well I just got back from New York City
Kris and Rita
back!"
As he started to load
The sun was comin' up
And I was runnin' down the road.
Well, I don't figure I'll be back
There for a spell,
Even though Rita
back!"
And he started to load
The sun was comin' up
And I was runnin' down the road
Well, I don't figure I'll be back
There for a spell
Even though Rita
grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Nina and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my home and homeboy, I geed her
Set her
came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my home and homeboy, I geed her
the bed I got it goin' on
I'm Sir Too $hort, couldn't be no punk
I try to get funky like female funk
So when you see me comin' or see me goin'
I keep my
the bed I got it goin' on
I'm Sir Too $hort, couldn't be no punk
I try to get funky like female funk
So when you see me comin' or see me goin'
I keep my
her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Nina and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my home and homeboy, I geed her
Set her on the way
Finally you won't have to be
So far away from me
I'll be there round the Xmas tree
Ho ho ho
You know I'm
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home for Xmas this
garden flowers.
Rita said, "Come back!"
As he started to load
The sun was comin' up
And I was runnin' down the road.
Well, I don't figure I'll
this Christmas, no
Said I refuse to spend this Christmas
Without my baby by my side, ooh baby
Surprise, surprise
I'm comin' home for Christmas
in the question's style
Arrhythmic by the end, I'm givin more than one child
Abstract soloist comin from the heart
All the way from Philly, from
factors in the question's style
Arrhythmic by the end, I'm givin more than one child
Abstract soloist comin from the heart
All the way from Philly, from
alone
And I'm right by the telephone
Tell me, when are you comin' home?
Sometimes I get so worried
I think I'm goin' off the edge
The devils in my head
Yeah, well we're back with another one
Comin' hard and got suckers on the run
You say, "You guys are known for havin' fun"
Yeah well we'll do what
I’ve been locked inside this basement
Writing down my thoughts and dreams
All the desires of my heart
Are hanging by my guitar strings
I’m running
rewind
And take us back in time
To the days when things were easy
See you when I’m dreamin
Waitin by the door for me
Like I’m comin home to ya
Yea I’m
There's an awful lot to say
So I'm leavin' here today
Girl I love you, by the way
I'm comin' home
I can't say that I'm sad to leave this town
'Cause
Comin up for the pack
Comin up to collect
Comin up for the check
Comin up for the respect
Comin up step by step
Comin up comin up bet
Comin up comin
know you wait for me
I'm comin' home, I'm comin' back down tonight
'Cause I've been hypnotized by the lights
But I'm comin' home, I'm comin' back
lyin'
You begged me to stay, I said there was no way even though my heart was breakin'
As the miles went by I still heard you cry, I'm comin' home to you
to the streets in the morning
It's on soon as I get home
Grab my gats, locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
Let's get my money
home to you
I'm comin' back home
And yes, I'm a mess
But I'm blessed to be stuck with you
Sometimes it gets unhealthy
We can't be by ourselves, we
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