Johnnie Taylor › Lyrics › Love Bones

Been working all day
Like I'm doing time
The foreman say
“You got to do some overtime”

Mister foreman, got to tell you
I can't wait till noon
'Cause I got to get on home
To my love bones

I know my baby's waiting
'Cause she's anticipating
If I'm gonna be connected
So our love can be protected

(Going home to get my love bone)
Going home and get my love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)
I'm gonna check I'm right or wrong
(Going home to get my love bone)
(If I were you, I'd check mine too)

Mister foreman seem so dumb
He's just sitting there
I think you better cut
Out on this overtime

Now, overtime might help
To make my money grow
But it gives me neighbor time
To steal my love bone

I know my baby's waiting
She's anticipating
If I'm gonna be connected
So our love can be protected

(Going home to get my love bone)
I'm going home and get my love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)
I'm going home and get my love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)
(If I were you, I'd check mine too)

Hey, hey, get it
Get it, get on home
You're gone when I [Incomprehensible] best in me
Oh, a man is a fool to be

Get it, alright, get it
You better check it out now, baby
Get home

Go and get your love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)
I'm going home and check my love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)
And check my love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)
(If I were you, I'd check mine too)

Mister foreman
I think we better make a compromise
If you keep me any longer
It won't be too wise

My baby thinks I'm
Fooling with another [Incomprehensible]
Now fire me if you wanna
'Cause I'm going home

I know my baby's waiting
'Cause she's anticipating
If I'm gonna be connected
So our love can be protected

Going home, get my love bones
(Going home to get my love bone)
If I were you, I'd check my love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)

I'm going home and get my love bone
(Going home to get my love bone)
Oh yeah, yeah, oww
(If I were you, I'd check mine too)

Going on home, I know I don't feel like going home
You take like James Brown
You better check on your love bone
And you, Wilson Pickett
You better get on the telephone and check at home

I remember that number
You gave me that time 634-5789
You better call it right now
And check on your love bone

Tyrone Davis
You better check on your love bone
Tell 'em JT told
You better check on your love bone

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