Confession (Please Come Back) Lyrics

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Ron Nagle
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Oh yea

If you got a guilty conscience
There's no need to get depressed
Won't you drop in anytime
Come in and get it off of your chest
It's a shame that I can't see you
When we're both inside of this box
Never knowing what your name is
When we have these private talks

Chorus:
Won't you please come back
Cause the sound of your voice has got me wondering why I'm so
distracted
So won't you please, please come back
I'll be waiting next time that you call to discuss how you've acted
Confession, come on baby

Now, was it her,
That sold you kisses at St. Patrick's last bazaar
Or the one who drank more whiskey
And drove off in a brand new car

Or the widow who was weeping
For the husband that she lost
Or the one at their reception
Who was dancing with the dogs

[Chorus]

Yes, I'll be waiting next time
I want your confession
Gimme your confession
You know that's my profession
So use your imagination
You know I'll be waiting

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Confession (Please Come Back) Lyrics

Ron Nagle
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Oh yea

If you got a guilty conscience
There's no need to get depressed
Won't you drop in anytime
Come in and get it off of your chest
It's a shame that I can't see you

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Ron Nagle 
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 Oh yea 
  
 If you got a guilty conscience 
 There's no need to get depressed 
 Won't you drop in anytime 
 Come in and get it off of your chest 
 It's a shame that I can't see you 
 When we're both inside of this box 
 Never knowing what your name is 
 When we have these private talks 
  
 Chorus: 
 Won't you please come back 
 Cause the sound of your voice has got me wondering why I'm so 
 distracted 
 So won't you please, please come back 
 I'll be waiting next time that you call to discuss how you've acted 
 Confession, come on baby 
  
 Now, was it her,  
 That sold you kisses at St. Patrick's last bazaar 
 Or the one who drank more whiskey 
 And drove off in a brand new car 
  
 Or the widow who was weeping 
 For the husband that she lost 
 Or the one at their reception 
 Who was dancing with the dogs 
  
 [Chorus] 
  
 Yes, I'll be waiting next time 
 I want your confession 
 Gimme your confession 
 You know that's my profession 
 So use your imagination 
 You know I'll be waiting

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