Lyrics:
give her all the love she can bare
I need to find me a woman
I need someone who'll stand by my side
Who won't tell herself when I cry
That I'm less
I’m not that though
Your price of love
Is much too high
You make me cry
But that’s for sure
Can’t take no more
You’re breaking my heart
Don’t walk away
figure eight oo I dey stand by you oo
Odo y3 wu my figure eight oo I no go make you cry
Odo y3 wy my figure eight oo I go dey love you all day
There is
with me
Devil Woman it's over
Trapped no more by your charms
'Cause I don't want to stay
I want to get away
Woman let go of my arm
Oh, Devil
and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons,
and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons,
lost but woman I can say
Yes I've been blessed
By the almighty
Always confide in me
Never try to hide from me
Keep it inside from me
[Chorus]
Me
fi me but a yu mi like
Not a man of many words but you a mi choice
No other woman ever mek mi feel so nice
Whenever I'm around you nott'n but a good
want, woman?
Opеn this damn door, I wanna talk to you
No, uh uh, baby
I wanna explain something to you
No, go 'head on now ain't no sense
In tryna explain
take more than them plaque just to make a thug cry
I done went gold off the love songs that I sold
But I feel like it's gettin' old
I could switch it
Do you know what it means to walk alone?
And what it means to be, be by yourself?
Do you know what it means when there's no one to bring you good
Do you know what it means to walk alone?
And what it means to be, be by yourself?
Do you know what it means when there's no one to bring you good
In bed we laugh, in bed we cry,
And born in bed, in bed we die,
As life goes on and time goes by
Born in bed, in bed we die.
Woman becomes
thongs, our thongs)
Why should I be a damsel in distress
Give me the hell out of this ball dress
I'm not playing by your rules no more
Chew like you got
to be
A woman
I'm not sexist but I do have a problem with my sex
When would we realize that men do not cry is in itself is a cry for help
That almost
you must be
Written by a woman
Your shoulders, your hands, oh you must be a man
Written by a woman
Yeah, you got me down bad, no there's no going
I'm gonna leave ya now
I'm heading out the door
I've taken all I can
I can't take anymore
Cause even the smell of you
Makes me wanna cry
They
and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons,
be
(Representing for the black woman them)
Right by your side when you're up or down
Don't matter what I′ll be around
(a true thing you know girl)
Baby
wondered why she was alone
Every man watched her as she swayed on by
The way she was looking every woman could cry
Then I saw her sit down with a lawyer
there’s no happiness
Standing outside under street light
Doing favors just to get by come on
Roxanne you ain’t got to put on the red light
Oh Roxanne you
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street
Pretty woman the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look
on by
Pretty woman, don't make me cry
Pretty woman
Don't walk away, hey
Okay
If that's the way it must be, okay
I guess I'll go on home, it's late
and the dreary stare of a dog whose day is done,
As he watered the green stuff in his glass, and the drops fell one by one.
Then I got to figgering who he was,
.jpg/300px-Celtic_Woman_performs_at_Macquarie_Shopping_Centre,_Sydney_(cropped).jpg "Celtic Woman")
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