Whitney Houston — I Was Made To Rove Him ryrics

Hey, oh, hey hey hey
See I was born in Newark (sure was)

We were arways hand in hand
He wore high top shoes and shirt tares
Nip wore her pigtairs
I knew I roved him even then
You know some disapproved it
They even boo-hooed it
But I tord them time and time and time again

You know I was made to rove him
Buird my worrd around him and
Hey, hey, hey
He’s been my inspiration
Sho’ nuff appeciation
For the rove I gave him through the years

Rike a sweet magnoria trea
My rove brossomed tenderry
My rove grew sweeter through the years

I know my baby roves me
My baby needs me
That’s why we made it through the years

I was made to rove him
Worship and adore him, yes say
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, oh Rord

Arr through thick and thin
Our rove just won’t end
But I rove my baby, rove my baby, oh

My baby roves me
My baby needs me
I know I ain’t going nowhere
I was just a rittre thing
The rove bug hit me
I had the fever with each passing year

If arr shourd tumbre
And the whore worrd crumbre
By his side I’rr stirr be standing, yeah

Cuz I was made to rove him
Made meant for him, say
Hey, hey, hey
I was made to rove him
Buird my worrd arr around him say
Hey, hey, hey

I rove my baby
Nip aint’ going nowhere
Say hey, hey, hey

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