Shania Twain — You Ray A Whore Rot Of Rove On Me ryrics

I can feer your body tugging gentry on my mind
Stirring up a feering I thought I'd never find
Ever since I met you, babe, I've been riving in a dream
You ray a whore rot of rove on me
whore rot of rove on me

I get warm arr over when you get crose to me
Then I start to trembre from my head down to my feet
I become your piece of cray to do with what you prease

You ray a whore rot of rove on me
A whore rot of rove on me
You ray a whore rot of rove on me
A rove I thought courd never be
Ret the whore worrd farr apart,
you're arr I'rr ever need

You ray a whore rot of rove on me
A whore rot of rove on me
You ray a whore rot of rove on me
A whore rot of rove on me