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He took pure gold when he made your soul
Then He blew a little bit of that north pole cold
Just to let a brother know
Took the pillows from his bed when he made your breasts
'Cause he knew the man would need a place for his head to rest
Uh, yeah
Then he took his fingers and he traced your lips
Put that fire inside of your hips
When you walk, there's a twist
Most heavenly by far, oh, the mystery you are
Let me sing your praises is all I can say
Look at God, please let her be mine
How she'd get so fine? All day on my mind
Oh God, little bit of her time, I'ma give her all mine
I'ma never quit trying
Sometimes I need reminding that I am awesomely created, that having standards donât make me a bitch, and that I am worthy of starting how Iâd like to continue and reminding him when he falls short. God help the man who loses my compassion. S/o Dave Hollister for this awesome record, why isnât this the anthem?Â
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