flight If she takes the time to open her eyes she can realize that she's a dream 'Cause she knows me 'Cause shorty don't know who I am, she don't know
my love for her goes on Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing she does Every little thing she
'cause she's my lady, oh She is my lady, yes she is And the with this goes the wonder of her ways I'm so thankful she is my lady yes she is My one and
send it to Ruba It'll be blessed by her eyes, on the gulf coast of Florida With her feet in the sand and one hand on her swimsuit She'll recite the prayer
She's married now or engaged or something so I'm told Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going
he be? See, it's not for him, she is his only need Over the line, working overtime She is his only need Overboard, over the limit She is his only need
Is She Ready , Ohhh! Is She Ready , Yeah! She Acts So Good And She Looks So fine But Is She Gettin Ready To cross that line? she Thinks She'll Go, she
called her Fab and Mrs.Fish I didn't get her name She's making me a pair of shoes So I can run away Making me a plastic wig She's making me again I
she goes or has been 'Cause she is the new thing, but she is the new thing She is a new thing, but she is a new thing She is a new thing She is a new
She's married now or engaged, or something so I am told Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going
Gifts of silver and coal Cold front moving like a snail Crisp skin, broken legs, "she's here" You've killed summer, lady luck is a fucking whore Made
in the first place For lookin' too hard over that way And you better tell me what the deal is, oh Who is she 2 U, don't lie to me Who is she 2 U, my
they planned She's a woman and now he is a man She's a woman and now he is a man She's a woman and now he is a man She's a woman and now he is a man
she'll wait for me Well, I know she'll wait for me To come to her Springtime for me has gone Where is she? Waking in the blue dawn Where is she? Lazy
Is she conscious Is she really wide awake? Is she conscious Of her beaatiful mistake? Is she conscious As she moves among the crowd? She's got the world
I ever have met in this life For she is like a song She is like a ray of light She is like children praying Like harps and bells and cymbals playing And she is
She is not dead Come singing, saying praise Her beauty lives She is not dead Come singing, saying praise Her beauty lives She is not dead Come singing
Is she weird? Is she weird, is she white? Is she promised to the night? And her head has no room Is she weird, is she white? Is she promised to the night
