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She's a friend, she's a lover, she's a woman, she's a wife.She's the answered prayer ev'ry lonely man dreams of.She's a temptress, she's a lady, she's the mother of my baby.I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves. Sometimes I lie awake and watch her sleeping;and I just wanna bust and the teardrops fill my eyes.And I wonder what she'd think if she woke up and caught me weeping; 'cause daddies and heroes ain't supposed to cry.The morning always seems to catch us laughingwith the baby in the bed between us, safe and warm.And I thank the Lord above for all the good times that I'm havingwrapped up in my woman's loving arms. She's a friend, she's a lover, she's a woman, she's a wife.She's the answered prayer ev'ry lonely man dreams of.She's a temptress, she's a lady, she's the mother of my baby.I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves. And when the load gets heavy on my shoulders;and I can't keep the pace, and I need a place to hide,I run home to my own little world and take her in my arms,and hold her; and I soon forget there's another world outside.'cause she's a friend, she's a lover, she's a woman, she's a wife.She's the answered prayer ev'ry lonely man dreams of.She's a temptress, she's a lady, she's the mother of my baby.I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves.I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves. Aus Songtexte Mania