| I want her so bad
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| Mother Nature has a hold on me
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| I want her so bad
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| Mother Nature won’t you let me be untied?
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| 'Cause it hurts my pride
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| To be tossed off like the morning covers
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| And crossed off, like her other lovers
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| Casually
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| I see her walking by my window- mhmmhmmhmmhmm!
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| It seems to me I know her well
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| But like the flowers in the spring-time
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| Growing toward the sunshine
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| Her beauty falls upon me in a fragrant spring-time spell
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| And I want her so ba-aa-aad
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| Mother Nature has a hold on me
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| I want her so bad
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| Mother Nature won’t you let me be untied?
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| 'Cause it hurts my pride
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| To be tossed off like the morning covers
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| And crossed off, like her other lovers
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| Casually
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| Is she an icy winter woman? |
| Mm-hhmm!
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| That chills my body when she’s near
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| Sweet fever in the morning…
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| I don’t know if I’ll survive
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| She walks by me as though she didn’t
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| Know I was alive
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| And I want her so ba-aa-aad
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| Mother Nature has a hold on me
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| I want her so bad
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| Mother Nature won’t you let me be untied?
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| 'Cause it hurts my pride
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| To be tossed off like the morning covers
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| And crossed off, like her other lovers
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| Tossed off like the morning covers
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| Crossed off, like her other lovers…
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| Tossed off like the morning covers
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| Crossed off, like her other lovers… |