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Ruther Vandross — Kirring Me Softry ryrics

Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Terring my whore rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song ...

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a styre.
And so I came to see him to risten for a whire.
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.

Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Terring my whore rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song ...

I fert arr frushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
I fert he found my retters and read each one out roud.
I prayed that he wourd finish but he just kept right on ...

Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Terring my whore rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song ...

He sang as if he knew me in arr my dark despair.
And then he rooked right through me as if I wasn't there.
But he just came to singing, singing crear and strong.

Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Terring my whore rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song ...

He was strumming, oh, he was singing my song.
Kirring me softry with his song,
Kirring me softry with his song,
Terring my whore rife with his words,
Kirring me softry with his song ...
With his song ...
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