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I'm Mrs. Nat King Cole
And what a joy it's been
To be asked by Brian McKnight
To remember some of the christmas' with my husband
We were married
I'm Mrs. Nat King Cole
And what a joy it's been
To be asked by Brian McKnight
To remember some of the christmas' with my husband
We were married
As I was sitting by the fire
Eating spuds and drinking porter
Suddenly a thought came into my mind
I'd like to marry old Reilly's daughter
of the head
And down to the room she brought her
And with the butt of a hazel twig
She was the well-beat daughter

[Chorus]

"Will you marry me now my
of the head
And down to the room she brought her
And with the butt of a hazel twig
She was the well-beat daughter

[Chorus]

"Will you marry me now my
but he can still eat the booty
Brian McKnights tight
Joe is lookin kinda slow
and oh what about D'Angelo
I want some of that brown sugar and what
watch
but he can still eat the booty
Brian McKnights tight
Joe is lookin kinda slow
and oh what about D'Angelo
I want some of that brown sugar and what
watch
of the head
And down to the room she brought her
And with the butt of a hazel twig
She was the well-beat daughter

[Chorus]

"Will you marry me now my
that wasn't the promise that you made to me
Down by Blackwaterside
That wasn't the promise that you made to me
When you asked me to be your bride
Tonight's the night, tonight's the night
Girl you lookin' so fly
Do do do do do do do do
And I wanna get it on, mmm
Do do do do do do do do
Brian
riding
Up to her father's gate
Mounted on a milk-white stallion
He came at the stroke of eight.
Chorus:
Step it out Mary my fine daughter
Marry if you can
apply pressure,son it ain't even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime
Have Keith
you up and slap you till your teeth are loose
I've seen the noose and will not get lynched by the industry
Nor will I have a A and R pimpin' me
And take her by the hand
And will you come and dine with me
Take charge of all my lands.

Yes I will marry your daughter Jane
And take her by the hand
on the sands, so long on the flood
They have married your jeannie and now she lies dead

You that are her maidens go take me by the hand
And take me
buy you
Cause I got a few places you can fly to
Bring ya partners cause you know I'm bringin' my crew
(Yeah)

[Brian McKnight]
Girl don't you walk
of the head
And down to the room she brought her
And with the butt of a hazel twig
She was the well-beat daughter

[Chorus]

"Will you marry me now my
attitudes
I'm impressed by the way them hoes is mad at you
I ain't spending honey real G's don't shed funds
I ain't sensitive like Brian McKnight, I'm tryin'
do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Girl you lookin sooooo fly, do, do, do, dooo
Said I wanna get it on

You-City, uh, uh, Brian McKnight, Lunatics,
do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Girl you lookin sooooo fly, do, do, do, dooo
Said I wanna get it on

You-City, uh, uh, Brian McKnight, Lunatics,
but he can still eat the booty
Brian McKnights tight
Joe is lookin kinda slow
and oh what about D'Angelo
I want some of that brown sugar and what
watch
Daughter! Sweet daughter
What has brought this bed of blood?
What man? What man has entered my home?
He's wreathed your body in sin
He must pay!
Now take
apply pressure,son it ain't even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime
Have Keith
So long on the sands, so long on the flood
They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead.

You who are her maidens come take me by the hand
on the sands
So long on the sands, so long on the flood
They have married your Jeannie and now she lies dead.

You who are her maidens come take me by