Whitesnake - Take Me With You (Live) Lyrics
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Take Me With You (Live)
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What Are The Lyrics For Take Me With You (Live) By Whitesnake?
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, 'Cause 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 |
Who Wrote Take Me With You (Live) By Whitesnake?
David Coverdale, Mick Moody
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