Suitcase

Keb' Mo'

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    I got a suitcase I take it everywhere I go
    I got a suitcase I take it everywhere I go
    It's just a big old bag of trouble
    Trouble is all I know

    I met a girl, fell in love
    And our love was true
    I met a girl, fell in love
    And our love was true
    Well now I found out
    Lord, she had a big old suitcase too

    So we put our bags together and made a home for two
    People we put our bags together you know we made a home for two
    then along came the children
    Gave them all a little suitcase too

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    Well the house got too small
    And the bags got too big
    We were holding on to everything
    We ever said or did
    When I complained about the salt in
    her black eyed peas
    She put her hand on her hip and she told me to leave
    And take my suitcase and get on out that door
    You're gonna hear from my lawyer
    I can't take it no more

    I had to get down on my knees... beg her to let me stay
    I had to get down on my knees... beg her to let me stay
    I said, baby we got a whole lotta baggage
    Let's call somebody and have them hauled away

    I got a suitcase I take it everywhere I go
    I got a suitcase I take it everywhere I go
    It's just a big old bag of trouble
    I don't need no more

    Song details

    Composition: Jenny Yates and Keb\' Mo\'

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