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Well, she's a friend, she's a lover |
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She's a woman, she's a wife |
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She's the answer to the prayer that every lonely man dreams of |
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She's a temptress, she's a lady |
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She's the mother of my baby |
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And I thank God that I'm the lucky man she loves |
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Sometimes I lie awake and watch her sleeping |
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And I just wanna bust and love drops fill my eyes |
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I wonder what she'd think if she woke up and caught me weeping |
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'Cause daddy's heroes ain't supposed to cry |
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You know the morning always seems to catch us laughing |
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We got the baby in the bed between us safe and warm |
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And I thank the Lord above for all the good times I'm having |
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Wrapped up in my woman's loving arms |
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'Cause she's a friend, she's a lover |
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She's a woman, she's a wife |
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She's the answer to the prayer that every lonely man dreams of |
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She's a temptress, she's a lady |
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She's the mother of my baby |
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And I thank God that I'm the lucky man she loves |
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When the load gets heavy on my shoulders |
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I can't keep the pace and I need a place to hide |
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I run home to my own little world and take her in my arms and hold her |
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And I soon forget that there's another world outside |
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Well, she's a friend, she's a lover |
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She's a woman, she's a wife |
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She's the answer to the prayer that every lonely man dreams of |
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She's a temptress, she's a lady |
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She's the mother of my baby |
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And I thank God that I'm the lucky man she loves |
