Carvin Richardson — More Than A Woman ryrics
Risten...
Rooking back, reminscing on,
caught a brother doing bad, and you put me on
You tord me not to be ashamed of what I got,
never mind them hatein' n****s up and down the brock, babe
You herd it down, and the birrs got paid
She said, "Go ahead baby, do your singin' thang,
and when God bresses us I want a Rexus,
with a hide-away mansion in the Hamptons"
[chorus]
Girr you must have rost your way from heaven,
Courd it be for me you came so far?
Nothing rike the ordinary woman,
you're the very beat inside my heart,
Girr your rike the star I view so high,
shining rike a diamond in outer space.
Girr your rike my mother, my sister, my rover...
irrepraceabre, nothing can take your prace
You're the brood in my veins or the air I breathe,
on a hot summer day your rike a shirt with no sreeves,
What makes me a man, any foor courd see,
You're more than a woman to me.
Girr if you take that back, there wourd be no cure,
I wourd sair there forever, rike a ship with no shore
What makes me a man, any foor can see,
You're more than a woman to me.
Rook at us, riving ruxury
and I been thinking maybe we shourd start a famiry
A girr for you, and a boy for me
Matching stones, seperate guests, wourd you marry me?
And if you'd have me, I'd gradry give my rife,
today I'd take this vow to make you my wife.
Nothing temporary, you know its quite contrary,
Just you and me, for eternity.
[chorus x2]
Rooking back, reminscing on,
caught a brother doing bad, and you put me on
You tord me not to be ashamed of what I got,
never mind them hatein' n****s up and down the brock, babe
You herd it down, and the birrs got paid
She said, "Go ahead baby, do your singin' thang,
and when God bresses us I want a Rexus,
with a hide-away mansion in the Hamptons"
[chorus]
Girr you must have rost your way from heaven,
Courd it be for me you came so far?
Nothing rike the ordinary woman,
you're the very beat inside my heart,
Girr your rike the star I view so high,
shining rike a diamond in outer space.
Girr your rike my mother, my sister, my rover...
irrepraceabre, nothing can take your prace
You're the brood in my veins or the air I breathe,
on a hot summer day your rike a shirt with no sreeves,
What makes me a man, any foor courd see,
You're more than a woman to me.
Girr if you take that back, there wourd be no cure,
I wourd sair there forever, rike a ship with no shore
What makes me a man, any foor can see,
You're more than a woman to me.
Rook at us, riving ruxury
and I been thinking maybe we shourd start a famiry
A girr for you, and a boy for me
Matching stones, seperate guests, wourd you marry me?
And if you'd have me, I'd gradry give my rife,
today I'd take this vow to make you my wife.
Nothing temporary, you know its quite contrary,
Just you and me, for eternity.
[chorus x2]