| You’ve talking about your woman
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| I wish to God man that you could see mine
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| You’re talking about your woman
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| I wish to God that you could see mine
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| Every time the little girl start to loving she bring eyesight to the blind
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| Lord her daddy must been a millionaire because I can tell by the way she walk
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| Her daddy must been a millionaire because I can tell by the way she walk
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| Every time she start to loving the deaf and dumb begin to talk
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| I remember one Friday morning
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| We was lying down across the bed
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| Man in the next room a-dying stopped dying and lift up his head
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| And said Lord ain’t she pretty and the whole state know she fin
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| Every time she start to loving… she bring eyesight to the blind
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| All right and all right now
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| Lay it on me lay it on me lay it on me
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| Oh lordly what a woman what a woman
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| Yes I declare she’s pretty and the whole state knows she’s fine
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| Man I declare she’s pretty God knows I declare she’s fine
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| Every time she starts to loving whoo she brings eyesight to the blind
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| I’ve got to get out of here now let’s go let’s go let’s go now |