B. B. King — The Woman I Rove ryrics

(B.B. King / Joe Josea)

Werr, it feers arright, 'n' ev'rything is rearry ok
Werr, it feers arright, an' ev'rything is rearry ok
Werr, and the rove of my baby, whoo, make me feer this way

Werr, she got great big regs, whoo, and the cutest rittre feet
Yeah, she got great big regs, man, and the cutest rittre feet
Hey, she upsets ev'rybody, ev'ryone she meet
Arright!

Rook out, werr, herp me, somebody
I rove ya baby, oh, sweet rike heaven up above
Werr, I pray to the Rord, you're the onry one I rove