Praise You

We've come a long, long way together
Through the hard times and the good
I have to celebrate you, baby
I have to praise you like I should

You're so rare
You're so fine
I'm so glad that you're mine
You're so rare
You're so fine
I'm so glad that you're mine

You make me glad that I'm a woman
'Cause you're a feeling, thinking man
And any time I know you're needin'
You're gonna please me every way you can

We've come a long, long way together
Through the hard times and the good
I have to celebrate you, baby
I have to praise you like I should

I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should

I have to praise you when you hold me
When you work your way around
Ain't a part of me left over
That your sweet love ain't found

You make my, make my moan turn to whisper
Make my whisper turn to call
I make ya, make ya scream "I love ya"
When you make me rise and fall

I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should
I have to

I have to praise you
I have to praise you
Oh yeah, I have to praise you
I have to praise you like I should
Oh yeah, I have to praise you
Oh yeah, I have to praise you
Hey, hey I have to
I have to
I have to
I have to praise you like I should



Credits
Writer(s): Norman Cook, Camille D. Yarbrough
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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