"Beautifully Human: Words And Sounds Vol. 2"
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I can pay my own light bill, baby. Put my own gas in my own car. I can buy my own shoe collection. I've been blessed thus far. I can kill the spider 'bove my bed, although it's hard because I'm scared. I can even stain and polyeurothane, but some things just don't change.
I need you, yeah. Sometimes so hard to say, oh. I need you. Somethings remain.
I can buy my own groceries, baby. Get my hair tight, my nails right. I can floss my own 'bling-bling.' Write the words to the songs I sing. I can even raise the child we'll make, make sure he's loved and knows what God gave, oh huh. I can teach him how to walk and stand, but he needs you to help him be a man.
Umm, we need you. So hard to say. We need you. Some things don't change.
I could be a congresswoman or a garbage woman, a police officer or carpenter. I could be a doctor and a lawyer and a mother and a 'good-god woman, what you done to me' kind of lover I can be. I could be a computer analyst, the queen with the nappy hair, raising the fist, or I could be much more and and a myriad of this. Hot as the summer, sweet as the first kiss. And even though I can do all these things, I need you.
And even though I can do all these things, we need you. We need you, we need you. And even though I can do all these things, by my damn self, I need you. I do, I do, I do, I do. And even though I can do all these here things, I need you. We need you. We do. We need you, yeah. We need you.