Don't Bring Your Problems To Me (I'm Sorry Honey)

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DON'T BRING YOUR PROBLEMS TO ME [I'M SORRY HONEY]
By Lord Brynner

I am sorry, honey, don't bring your problems to me
[I have my worries for myself, so take your own somewhere else]

Well, I think you take a six for a nine
Or maybe girl you can't see, you're blind
I think you take a six for a nine
Or maybe girl you can't see, you're blind.
We had a little romance, well, that is true,
Now hear the kind of things you want me to do
You talking 'bout financial situation
Like you think I'm the Aga Khan.

How your brother get in this accident
And you need some money to pay for treatment
You have a child without no father
And you want the Brynner to support her
But your brother should prepare for the rainy day
And why the hell you let your child father get away?

I am sorry, honey, don't bring your problems to me
I got mih worries for myself so take your own somewhere else
I am sorry, honey, don't bring your problems to me
I have mih worries for myself so take your own somewhere else.

Well, is one thing that you must understand,
I am no good Samaritan
Try Rockefeller Free Foundation
Or Henry Ford also give donation
Now how about the Salvation Army
Or Uncle Sam Social Security
So stop telling me 'bout the moon and stars above
And come on, leh we make love.

I don't want to know 'bout your brother get in this accident
And you need some money to pay for treatment
You have a child without no father
And it's poor little Brynner you want support her?
Now your brother should prepare for the rainy day
And why the hell you let your child father get away?

I am sorry, honey, don't bring your problems to me
I have mih worries for myself so take your own somewhere else
I am sorry, honey, don't bring your problems to me
I have mih worries for myself so take your own somewhere else.

I don't want to hear 'bout your house rent
Or your television installment
Now you need a new wig for your head
And you ain't finished paying for your new bed
I might really look like a millionaire
Maybe is the type of clothes that I does wear
Now, take a look at my bank statement
It's a dollar and twenty cents.

So how the hell you mean your brother get in this accident
And you need some money to pay for treatment?
You have a child without no father
And is the miser Brynner you want support her?
But yuh brother should prepare for the rainy day
And why the hell you let your child father get away?

I am sorry, honey, don't bring you're problems to me
I have mih worries for myself, so take your own somewhere else
I am sorry, honey, don't bring your problems to me
I have mih worries for myself so take your own somewhere else
I am sorry, honey, I am sorry, honey, I am sorry, honey....

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................
 

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