[CHORUS:]
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You're my lady
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You're my lady
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You're my lady
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You're my lady
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Don't think I don't see them looking at ya
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All of them wishing they could have ya
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And as a matter of fact, uh
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A bunch of them are itchin'for you to scratch'em
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I'm tired of hiding what we feel
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I'm trying to get with the real
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And I'm-a gonna make it known
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'Cause I want them to know
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[CHORUS]
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You're my little baby, my darling baby
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I swear you're the talk of the town
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And everybody wants to know what's going down
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Babe, I know they've seen us before
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Maybe at the liquor store, or maybe at the health food stand
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They don't know that I'm your man
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[CHORUS]
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I can tell they're looking at us
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I pick you up everyday from your job
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And every guy in the parking lot wants to rob me of my girl
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And my heart and soul, and everybody wants to treat me so cold
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But I know I love you and you love me
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There's no other lover for you or me
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You're my lady
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[BRIDGE (AD LIB)]
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You're my lady
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My divine lady
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You're my lady
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Such a wonderful lady
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I can tell they're looking at us.
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[REPEAT TO FADE]
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Lady
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D'Angelo |