Girl, you and I've been together. For as long as I can remember. We've come too far to throw it all away. But you tell me that you're leavin'. Oh, and I just can't believe it.
Once Upon a time, There was a little black girl, In the brust of projects of Detroit, Michigan. At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair talent scout.
(House of love). Come a come, come a come on in, come a come on in. Come a come, come a come on in. [Incomprehensible]. . There is a place up the street.
this is a special shot going out to my mama, ms. ernestine charles.. mama used to do people hair in the kitchen,. press and curl, hot curlers, everything,.
Don't walk away. Ripping out the root of love. Don't you walk away. Ripping out the root of love. . Tell me now what is in my heart. The kind of lies that have torn us apart.