Shoo doo, shoo....
Oh, many say
That I'm too young
To let you know just
Where I come from
Oh, but you will see
That it's just a
Matter of time
My love will surely
Make you mine
Ooh, living in a
World of ghetto life
Everybody around
Seems so uptight
Nothing's wrong
It's alright with
My man, my man
I like the kinds of
Ways we have our fun
His loving ways
Send me on and on
Yeah, hey, with my man
People out there
Can understand
I'm giving him
Something he can feel
Oh, ho, to let him know
My love is real
Hey, hey, hey...
I'm giving him
Something he can feel
Yes, I am, babe
To let you know
My love is real
So much love for us to feel
So much hope for material things
Are they only in my dreams
So I wrote this song for you
To prove that real things
Do come true
Tell me, tell me

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