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Another Roughneck On His Knees
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Poems of a Liberty City Native
Baby, please come back to me, please,
Take a seat, and let's talk about what we do;
I am so sorry that I am crying on my knees,
Because I know that I am nothing without you.
Baby, you are the only one that I love,
I have no one else to turn to, baby;
Baby, I am ready to kiss and make up,
Because you took me in with no maybe.
Give me your hand and look in my eyes,
I love you more as you make complete;
You are a strong woman and I did not realize,
Because I am used to girls on the street.
I have been on the streets most of my life,
But I tend to forget about my ghetto ways;
I see that light of happiness through your eyes,
And I am no longer after for the rest of my days.
Come here to me and let me comfort you,
Because I know that I was wrong;
I do not want to lose you, I cannot afford to;
I hope you can forgive me and help me be strong.
Do you forgive, baby?
