Bring It On Lyrics - American Slang - The Gaslight Anthem

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 

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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, baby, 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? 

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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, then go on, take it all