Lyrics of Cradle to the grave

Tricky

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Tricky
Cradle to grave x6

Grace jones

I am woman
I am sun
I can give birth to she
I can give birth to son
And i can be cool
Soft as a breeze
I'll be a hurricane
Ripping up trees

Can't see where i run
No matter how far x4

I am woman
I am sun
I can give birth to she
I can give birth to son
And i can be cool
Soft as a breeze
I'll be a hurricane
Ripping up trees

I am woman
I am sun

Lonesome man wiser boy x2

I can scheme
Oh i can lie
I'll take care of you till the day you die
I can hold brush
I can push broom
When i walk by flowers will bloom

Lonesome man wiser boy x2

I'll be a hurricane
Ripping up trees

You keep taking x6
I keep aching

I can scheme
Oh i can lie
I'll take care of you till the day you die
I'll be a hurricane
Ripping up trees
You keep taking x6
I keep aching x13

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