There was tear gas floating through the twilight
And he wondered what life would be like
With a giant screen TV, a fridge full of beer
And a conscience that's clean
See lately
She'd been thinking about her little tiny baby
And the boy who had gone to defend me
She's a good friend of mine
But I can't take the place of her man anytime
And it won't be long till he's coming home
You gotta bring your soldier home
When all those stones have all been thrown
Gotta give, get a chance to get a look at his kid
And hope he can live with whatever he did
Now meanwhile
He was reading magazines on the front line
He was trying not to think about her life
And what he might have done
'Cause it seemed like neither one of them
Were having any fun
See lately
She'd been acting kinda crazy lately
Oh man, I thought she was gonna hate me
'Cause I couldn't watch her little one
I had so much to do, I was so high strung
And it won't be long till daddy's home
You gotta bring your soldier home
When all those stones have all been thrown
You gotta give, get a chance to get a look at his kid
And hope he can live with whatever he did
And lately, all the hate escapes me
And lately all the hate just escapes me lately
So he phoned her
He said, "Darling, I've been feeling so alone here
Am I making myself perfectly clear
And I'm on my way back just a couple more missions
And I start getting packed"
You gotta bring your soldier home
When all those stones have all been thrown
Gotta give, get a chance to get a look at his kid
And hope he can live with whatever he did
Lately I was wondering if she heard from him lately
Oh, lately I was wondering if she heard from him lately
In the fog lights There was tear gas floating through the twilight And he wondered what life would be like With a giant screen TV, a fridge full of beer And a conscience that's clean See lately She'd been thinking about her little tiny baby And the boy who had gone to defend me She's a good friend of mine But I can't take the place of her man anytime And it won't be long till he's coming home You gotta bring your soldier home When all those stones have all been thrown Gotta give, get a chance to get a look at his kid And hope he can live with whatever he did Now meanwhile He was reading magazines on the front line He was trying not to think about her life And what he might have done 'Cause it seemed like neither one of them Were having any fun See lately She'd been acting kinda crazy lately Oh man, I thought she was gonna hate me 'Cause I couldn't watch her little one I had so much to do, I was so high strung And it won't be long till daddy's home You gotta bring your soldier home When all those stones have all been thrown You gotta give, get a chance to get a look at his kid And hope he can live with whatever he did And lately, all the hate escapes me And lately all the hate just escapes me lately So he phoned her He said, "Darling, I've been feeling so alone here Am I making myself perfectly clear And I'm on my way back just a couple more missions And I start getting packed" You gotta bring your soldier home When all those stones have all been thrown Gotta give, get a chance to get a look at his kid And hope he can live with whatever he did Lately I was wondering if she heard from him lately Oh, lately I was wondering if she heard from him lately Explain Request ×
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