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Thu, 24.09.2009

EBONY EYES by Rick James

Ooh…ooh…ooh…ooh…
Ooh…ooh…ooh…ooh…

Wind in your hair, sun on your skin
You’re looking good, girl, all over again
Hey there, Miss Brown
I want you to know I love you

Brown as the sand, you’re soft as the shore
You’re leaving me hungry, I’m crying for more
Ooh, we, baby, girl, you’re such a score
And I want you to know that, you know what, girl

I love you
I bet you didn’t know that, girl
You didn’t know that
I need you
Right now, baby, right now, baby
And I bet you didn’t know that ebony eyes

Ooh…ooh…hoo…ooh…ooh…ooh…ooh…ooh…ooh…
Ooh…hoo

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