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J. Du Cann |
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I tried all night to get it right |
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But it's so hot, she was so uptight. |
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It can't be something I could have said, |
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But it's so hard to get it through her head. |
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But then she, oh she,she is my woman. |
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But then she, oh she,she is my woman. |
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Just the other morning she was feeling fine, |
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So I put on something she wouldn't mind. |
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She pretended that she didn't see, |
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It's all a game that's scary for me. |
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But then she, oh she, she is my woman. |
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But then she, oh she, she is my woman. |
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(And there ain't nothing I can do about it) |
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She gets me alone when she says she feels high, |
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But it's scary for me, she's a real born liar. |
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She does something she can't control, |
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But I can do so much to let her know. |
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No, no, no, no. |
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Then she, oh she,she is my woman, my woman. |
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Then she, oh she,she is my woman, my woman. |
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Then she, oh she,she is my woman, my woman. |
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Then she, oh she,she is my woman, my woman. |
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Then she, oh she,she is my woman, my woman. |
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My woman, my woman, my woman, my woman. |
