Tricky: From cradle to grave From cradle to grave From cradle to grave From cradle to grave From cradle to grave From cradle to grave
Grace: I am woman I am sun I can give birth to she I can give birth to son And I can be cool Soft as the breeze, I'll be a hurricane Ripping up trees!
I am woman, I am sun I am woman, I am sun
Can't see where I run No matter how far!
I am woman, I am sun I can give birth to she I can give birth to son! And I can be cool Soft like the breeze, I'll be a hurricane Ripping up trees!
I can scheme, I can lie, I'll take care of you, til the day you die.
I can hold brush, I can push broom, When I walk by, flowers will bloom.
Lonesome man, wiser boy Lonesome man, wiser boy
I'll be a hurricane, ripping up trees!
You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking I keep aching!
I can scheme, I can lie, I'll take care of you, til the day you die. I'll be a hurricane, ripping up trees! You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking You keep taking I keep aching! (x13)
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