Bring It On Up - Tim Buckley

Seems like in every hip conversation, Honey

People brag about where they all come from

Seems like in every hip conversation, Woman

I just end up sucking on my thumb

Lord, I’m just a I’m just a pauper

I been raised in a trailer park yeah

Ain’t got that much, Honey, to brag about

I just drinkin' all alone in the dark

I said bring it on up

To my room, Woman

I can’t carry this load alone

Bring it on up here, Woman

To my room, Honey

I can’t carry this load alone

Well I don’t need none of that phony moaning woman, no

I don’t need it to get it on, Honey, no

Take off your wig darlin' now

Throw away those pills now woman;

No, aww, we’re gonna roll;

Ah, you know that good kind lovin' gonna make it

All right now honey, no

Ah woman we--we're gonna' turn the tide around;

Talk about tongue to tongue, woman

Bring it on up to my room, Woman

I can’t carry this load alone

Bring it on up here, to my room, Woman

I can’t carry this load alone

Talking bout talking tongue, Woman

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