Lyrics:
You'll never make a wife to a home-loving man
At home eight little children mean nothing to you
A house filled with love or a husband that's true
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't
to run for
Home loving
Costs you nothing
Home loving
Saves you suffering
Don't you worry 'bout the things you said
Have no regrets about
price
I want my baby I need my baby
I gotta get back to my baby don't you understand
Cause I miss my loving from my home loving man
You'll never know
loving
Costs you nothing
Home loving
Saves you suffering
Don't you worry 'bout the things you said
Have no regrets about the life you lead
Don't be
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't
when the seagull flies Lo, I've traveled far I'm a home loving man, Home is where you are The crowd upon the quayside Their faces long and drawn
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't
never make a wife to a home-loving man
A home and little children mean nothing to you
A house filled with love and a husband so true
I'd rather have
I'm having daydreams about night things
In the middle of the afternoon
And while my hands make a living
My mind's home loving you
I'm having
I'm having daydreams about night things
In the middle of the afternoon
And while my hands make a living
My mind's home loving you
I'm having
you, it's one big family tree
Don't want to live this life alone, I want to share it with my brothers
We can call this house a home, loving one another
has to be this way
Everyone on a road of their own.
Everyone gotta find a heart a home.
Loving strangers - that's you and me.
Gonna have the way
never make a wife to a home loving man
Drinkin' and dancin' to a honky-tonk band
It's the only kind of life you'll ever understand
Go on and have
You'll never make a wife to a home loving man.
A home and little children mean nothing to you
A house filled with love and a husband so true
You'd rather
I don't wanna know, know, know, know
Who's taking you home, home, home, home
And loving you so, so, so, so
The way I used to love you, no
I don't
Running down bars on my iPhone
Grinding all night I ain't coming home
Loving my life like here I go
I'm passing you by with my eyes closed
I only do
loving I have been waiting for
loving I have been waiting for
Wa la re iye oh oh
Adenike don come home
Loving I have been waiting for
Loving I have been
You'll never make a wife to a home loving man.
A home and little children mean nothing to you
A house filled with love and a husband so true
You'd rather
think of you
I'm not alone
I just simply close my eyes
And sing my song
And I am home
Loving where I belong
Do you believe in loneliness?
I do
breaking my back|Doing my time, earning that check|But on my best days|Yeah, on my best days|I'm hanging at home loving on you all day|I'm out in
I been on the road and I do this on my own
Lil shorty at my door
Now she’s asking If I’m home
She’s loving my Dior
And she’s smelling my cologne
I
Find a friend and shake his hand, travel to a distant land
Make a place where I call home, loving you is all I’ve known
Take my hand you’re not alone
to escape
Bullet loving racist and Classist makes me feel at home
Bullet loving racist and Classist makes me feel at home
Bullet loving racist and Classist
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