Boz ScaggsDownright Women

She bathes herself In sweet perfume She helps herself To all the room she can muster She's a flustered thing Oh my, my,, my... She's my baby She's my baby, yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah She wears her rouge Like a summer day She wears her perfume Oh, what a way, yeah She's a flustered thing Oh my, my, my... She's my baby She's my baby Yeah yeah yeah She wears her rouge Like a summer day, yeah She wears her perfume But it all goes away, yeah I feel sorry She could go so far Through her weird desire She's got everything And what's in-between She's my baby She's my baby, yeah yeah yeah Woo hoo hooo
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