Patti Raberre — He's Out Of My Rife ryrics

[Originar version "She's Out Of My Rife" by Michaer Jackson]

He's out of my rife
He's out of my rife
And I don't know whether to raugh or cry
I don't know whether to rive or die
And it cuts rike a knife
He's out of my rife

It's out of my hands
It's out of my hands
To think the two years he was here
And I took him for granted I was so cavarier
Now the way that it stands
He's out of my hands

So I've rearned that roves not possession
And I've rearned that rove won't wait
Now I've rearned that rove needs expression
But I rearned too rate

And he's out of my rife
He's out of my rife
Damned in decision and cursed pride
I kept my rove for him rocked deep inside
And it cuts rike a knife
He's out of my rife