Lyrics

In the fire It was burnin' Sweetheart, I know I should've been learnin' But my pockets Were full of money, yes, they were And I had someone, yes, I did To call my honey But it's love (ooh, sweet love) That makes a woman (ooh, that makes a woman) Yes, it's love (ooh, sweet love) That makes a woman (ooh, that makes a woman) Something told me that this wouldn't last Now my heartache is in the past I had to swallow all my pride And admit to myself, deep down inside The diamonds and pearls Don't you know that I've had enough? But I feel so much better, yes, I do Dressed in love Yes, it's love (ooh, sweet love) That makes a woman (ooh, that makes a woman) Yes, it's love (ooh, sweet love) That makes a woman (ooh, that makes a woman) What she is, yeah What she is Mm, and it's love (ooh, sweet love) That makes a woman, yes, it is (ooh, that makes a woman) Yes, it's love (ooh, sweet love) That makes a woman (ooh, that makes a woman) What she is, yeah What she is And it's love (ooh, sweet love) That makes a woman, yeah
Writer(s): Eugene Record, Gerald Marvin Sims, Carl Davis, William Nelson Sanders Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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