| Life leads the thoughtful woman
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| On a path of many findings
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| Finding her own companion
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| From a cast of many thousands
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| Well for you my love, my melancholy love
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| Whoa… You pour like rain, pour like rain, Ooooh
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| Verse II:
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| Winged thoughts echo freely
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| In words as strong as diamonds
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| I may not be your lover
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| But I’m a shoulder you can cry on
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| Can’t you take a walk with me
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| Down into the sea, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon
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| Mother Nature, c’mon Mother Nature
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| Taste as sweet as wine, sweet as wine
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| Like Tahitian orchids baby
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| Mother Nature’s fine, Ha!
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| Woooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Mother Nature tastes so fine
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| When two people love each other
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| Ain’t no stoppin' Mother nature
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| 'Cause she tastes so fine
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| Like Mama’s wine
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| Oh, Mother Nature baby
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| C’mon Tahitian orchids sweetly
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| Makin' love so fine
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| Mother Nature, Mother Nature
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| Mother Nature tastes so fine
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| Ow, for you my love, my melancholy love
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| Whoa… Pours like Mother Nature, yeah, yeah
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| Aw c’mon Mother Nature baby
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| Oh baby, tastes so fine
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| I’m gonna drink up all my wine
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| Ooooh baby Mother Nature tastes so fine… Yeah
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| Whoa for you my love, my melancholy love
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| Whoa… pours like Mother nature, yeah, yeah
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| Makin' love so fine
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| Like Mama’s wine |