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Accordi Bring It On

       
My queen of the Bronx
             

 Blue eyes and spitfire
                                     
 I saw you walking back and forth about another boy
                          
Thinking that you may want to leave

                                   

So give me the fevers that just won't break
                                        

And give me the children you don't want to raise
                      
And tell me about the Cool, 
                         
he sings to you in those songs
                                        

If it's better than my love, then bring it on

                

 And take it back out to the streets 
          
where you know you used to be
                               

 For the Romeos uptown,    if I bring you down
                  
And you're tired of those vows
                         

 And you're really walking out

                                   

So give me the fevers that just won't break
                                        

And give me the children you don't want to raise
                      
And tell me about the Cool, 
                         
he sings to you in those songs
                                        

If it's better than my love, then bring it on
             
Oh, bring it on
                              
Stop clicking your red heels and wishing for home
                               
I'm hearing that he tells you he can read your palms
                                         

Is he better than my love? (better than my love?)
                                          

Is he better than my love? (better than my love?)

    

                                              

So I found the letters with the reasons to things
                                            

You've been feeling that he says they'll never know
                                 

And you say the night just got too cold
                  
Well, everybody's cold
                             
Who's gonna keep my baby warm...
               
When everybody goes?

                                   

So give me the fevers that just won't break
                                        

And give me the children you don't want to raise
                      
And tell me about the Cool, 
                         
he sings to you in those songs
                                       
If it's better than my love
                
Well, then wait a minute, wait a minute
        

(Wasn't I good to you?)

Wait a minute, wait a minute
        

(Wasn't I good to you?)

Wait a minute, wait a minute
                                   

(You don't know what's good for you...)

                                   

So give me the fevers that just won't break
                                        

And give me the children you don't want to raise
                      
And tell me about the Cool, 
                         
he sings to you in those songs
               
You've been my baby for so long, 
                  
come on, bring it on
             
Oh, bring it on
                                 
Stop clicking your red heels and wishing for home
                     
I'm hearing that he tells you he can read your palms
                            

If he's better than my love...
                                  
If he's better than my love... 
                                  
If he's better than my love... 
              

then go on, take it all

## Credits

Autore: FALLON BRIAN MICHAEL Copyright: © EMI APRIL MUSIC INC