| On the second day, you took some clay
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| Then He shaped your waist
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| Then he begin to paint that perfect picture
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| That’s your face
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| And then he took a jar, caught two stars
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| And those would be your eyes
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| Then he took a little slice of heaven
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| And hid it between your thighs
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| Then, He did the most beautiful part when he made your heart
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| But he didn’t stop there, curls in your hair
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| I don’t know where to start
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| Most heavenly by far, the mystery you are
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| Baby, let me sing your praises is all I can say
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| (Look at God)
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| Please, let her be mine
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| How she’d get so fine?
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| All day on my mind
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| Oh God, little bit of hard time
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| I’ma give her all mine
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| I’ma never quit trying
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| Oh God, I’ma give her that ring
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| I’ma give her my name
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| I’ma give her everything she asks for
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| Put a couple more stamps on her passport
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| (Looking good)
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| Oh, she’s so perfect everything about her
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| Oh, she’s so perfect everything about her
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| Oh, it’s so hard for me to be around her
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| She making it hard
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| She making it hard
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| (Looking good)
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| He took pure gold when he made your soul
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| He blew a little bit of that north pole cold
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| Just to let a brother know
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| Took the pillows from his bed when he made your breasts
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| 'Cause he knew the man would need a place for his head to rest, uh, yeah
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| Then he took his fingers and he traced your lips
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| Put that fire inside of your hips
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| When you walk, there’s a twist
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| Most heavenly by far, oh, the mystery you are
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| Let me sing your praises
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| (Look at God)
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| Please, let her be mine
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| How she’d get so fine
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| All day on my mind
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| Oh God, little bit of hard time
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| I’ma give her all mine
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| I’ma never quit trying
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| Oh God
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| I’ma give her that ring
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| I’ma give her my name
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| I’ma give her everything she asks for
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| Put a couple more stamps on her passport
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| (Looking good)
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| Oh, she’s so perfect everything about her
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| Oh, she’s so perfect everything about her
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| Oh, it’s hard for me to be around her
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| She making it hard
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| She making it hard
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| (Looking good)
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| It’s everlasting
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| Her love and dedication
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| And her passion
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| True and ever lasting
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| God help the man that loses her compassion
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| 50−50, 100 percent chance of
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| No other fellas know what I’m talking bout
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| And if you do, look at your name
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| I’m saying I’m blessed and highly favoured
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| (Look at God)
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| Please, let her be mine
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| How she’d get so fine?
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| All day on my mind
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| Oh God, little bit of hard time
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| I’ma give her all mine
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| I’ma never quit trying
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| Oh God, I’ma give her that ring
|
| I’ma give her my name
|
| I’ma give her everything she asks for
|
| Put a couple more stamps on her passport
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| (Look at God)
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| Oh, she’s so perfect everything about her
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| Oh, she’s so perfect everything about her
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| Oh, it’s hard for me to be around her
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| She making it hard
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| She making it hard
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| (Looking good) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Creation (H.E.R.) , by - Dave Hollister. Song from the album The MANuscript, in the genre Соул