Come on home, don't write,
I mean no letter, don't even telephone
I want you person to person,
bring your great big fine fox yourself on home
Oh, don't send me no message
You know that I'm all alone
I want you person to person
Bring your great big fine fox
cell phone home
Ain't no use in telephone me I
can't love no telephone
All the time you're telephoning
You could be coming home
Ain't no use in sending no letter
I can't hold no paper tight
It ain't no use in no mess,
you can't talk to me at night
Now it ain't no use in your brother,
you know I ain't gonna talk to no one else
It ain't no use in your mother,
you just got to come on home yourself
Yeah, little girl, I have someone
since you've been gone
I want your purse in a person
Bring your big, fine, foxy,
great- goo- ga- moo- ga- law
Look at that, sell our heart
I can't
I can't believe did
I'm so you