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Celine Dion - That's Just The Woman In Me Celine Dion - That's Just The Woman In Me |
*** Autor textu: K. Rew, L. Gold | That's Just The Woman I Am
If your shoes refuse to shine
And your legs don't walk in line
And tomorrow's just some other time, yeah
That's just the woman in me baby
That's just the woman in me baby
That's just the woman workin' on you
And if your feet can't find the floor
And your key won't fit the door
And you've forgotten that two 2's are four, yeah
That's just the woman in me baby
That's just the woman in me baby, yeah
That's just the woman workin' on you
Oh, oh yeah now
And I've seen you wanderin' baby
Up and down my street, yeah
Try to explain that love is pain
To all the people that you meet
Searchin' for that imperious
Mysterious femme fatale kind of stuff, yeah
But if you don't know by now
That it's me anyhow
And that baby, you've got it rough
So if your prayin' gets so confused
And your TV is blowin' a fuse
Just come on over, you've got nothin' to lose
Oh yeah yeah yeah
That's just the woman in me baby
That's just the woman in me baby, yeah
That's just the woman workin' on you
(Workin' on you) Workin' on you
(Workin' on you) Workin' on you
(Workin' on you) Workin' on you
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