None of these soldiers ever liked me much

'Cause I'm the runt of a litter

All I wanted to stay in touch

But that's much, too much, too much, too much, to ask from a girl so pretty in a nearby city

All I needed was the golden touch so I didn't have to think so much

Arms like flooding the city

Sleep [?] make me useful again

[?] ball fields

Strange moods

And if you ever change your mind 'bout leaving me behind

Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving

Bring it all home to me, me, me

None of these soldiers ever likеd me much

'Cause I'm the runt of a littеr

All I wanted to stay in touch

But that's much, too much, too much, too much, to ask from a girl so pretty in a nearby city

All I needed was the golden crutch, I wouldn't have to think so much

Arms like flooding the city

Sleep might make me useful again

It's heavy as fog in ball fields and strange moods

And if you ever change your mind about leaving me behind

Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving

Bring it all home to me, yeah