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God Must Be A Woman
It's the way that you sneak a Kleenex to me
When a sad song song gets in my eye
You say it's alright, you got no appetite
When it's down to the last piece of pie
It's the way that you never remember
The things I would rather forget
How you grin and shrug your shoulders
When it's time to start over again.
God must be a woman
You're probably a lot like her
Your grace is so amazing
An angel here on earth
You're so much like your maker
She sent you down to lay a crown on me
God must be a woman
Only mamas have a love that runs so deep
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
And castaways like me.
--- Instrumental ---
Some heavenly rain must soak in your brain
And come out as the sweet things you say
You stitch me back up when life plays too rough
Give my hand a little squeeze when we pray
And the I love you's that you told me
They would probably stretch to the moon
You multiply what matters
And divide the pain by two.
God must be a woman
You're probably a lot like her
Your grace is so amazing
An angel here on earth
You're so much like your maker
She sent you down to lay a crown on me
God must be a woman
Only mamas have a love that runs so deep
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
And castaways like me.
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
And castaways like me...
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And castaways like me...
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
And castaways like me.
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
Only mamas have a love that runs so deep
God must be a woman
She sent you down to lay a crown on me
You're so much like your maker
An angel here on earth
Your grace is so amazing
You're probably a lot like her
God must be a woman
And divide the pain by two.
You multiply what matters
They would probably stretch to the moon
And the I love you's that you told me
Give my hand a little squeeze when we pray
You stitch me back up when life plays too rough
And come out as the sweet things you say
Some heavenly rain must soak in your brain
--- Instrumental ---
And castaways like me.
Watching out for drunks and babies and fools
Only mamas have a love that runs so deep
God must be a woman
She sent you down to lay a crown on me
You're so much like your maker
An angel here on earth
Your grace is so amazing
You're probably a lot like her
God must be a woman
When it's time to start over again.
How you grin and shrug your shoulders
The things I would rather forget
It's the way that you never remember
When it's down to the last piece of pie
You say it's alright, you got no appetite
When a sad song song gets in my eye
It's the way that you sneak a Kleenex to me
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| Ghod Mjust Bve Az Waoman |
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| Gyod Mkust Bge Aq W3oman |
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| Gtod Mu7st Bes W2oman |
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| Gdo Mukst Be3 Wqoman |
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| Gkd Mist Bf Wooman |
| Gkod Miust Bfe Wman |
| Gokd Muist Bef Wmoan |
| G9d M8st Br Wkman |
| G9od M8ust Bre Wkoman |
| Go9d Mu8st Ber Wokman |
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| Go0d Mujst Be4 Wo9man |
| Gld Myst Bd W0man |
| Glod Myust Bde W0oman |
| Gold Muyst Bed Wo0man |
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| Giod Mut Bwe Wloman |
| Goid Muts Bew Wolman |
| Godd Muzt Wiman |
| Go Muzst Wioman |
| God Muszt Woiman |
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