TITLE: REBA, LET ME LOVE YOU BACK ARTIST: DJ DR LOVE [Intro — Spoken, Deep Male Voice] [Live audience cheering. Slow bass groove and blues guitar.] How y’all feeling tonight? Somebody told me There’s a lady in here named Reba. Reba… You said you wanted a grown man’s love. Well, baby… Don’t look at the stage lights. Look at me. I heard what you asked for. Now let me tell you What loving you could sound like. [Verse 1 — Warm Baritone] Reba, you ain’t got to lower your eyes, I caught that little smile you tried to hide. You said sweet talking doesn’t mean a thing, Then let me show you what a heart can bring. One hand open, waiting there for yours, No hurry, baby, we can take it slow. If you step closer, I’ll meet you halfway, Let that old bass tell us how to sway. You want a backbone and a gentle touch, Somebody strong who won’t hold too much. I can hold you near without holding you down, Let you be yourself when nobody’s around. [Pre-Chorus — Rising Male Tenor] But Reba, when the lights go low, There’s something else I need to know. When I take this stage suit off, Can I take my armor off? Can you love the quiet man Like you love this microphone? Can I lay my head beside you And know I’ve made it home? [Chorus — Powerful Male Lead, Rich Background Harmonies] Reba… Let me love you back. You want a grown man’s love, Put your hand right here. We can turn that someday Into something real. Reba… Let me love you back. I’ll give you strong and gentle, Give me somewhere soft to land. You don’t have to do it all, girl, And neither does your man. [High tenor descending into deep baritone] You want a love that moves you… Let it move me, too. [Verse 2 — Playful, Intimate Baritone] You talked about a dance by the kitchen light, Leave the dishes, Reba, we got time tonight. Let that screen door catch the evening breeze, Come put a little Sunday sweetness on me. If you want me closer, pull me by the sleeve, Tell me in your own voice what you need. I’ll brush one kiss across your waiting hand, Then let you choose where the next one lands. We ain’t got to rush to make the feeling strong, Sometimes the sweetest part is holding on. Your cheek by mine, your breath slowing down, While the whole wide world quits making a sound. But I want that smile in the morning, too, When there ain’t no band playing me to you. No spotlight shining, no crowd calling out, Just us finding what this love’s abou
