Love Makes a Woman Songtext
von Barbara Acklin

In the fire, it was burning
Sweetheart, I know
I shoulda be learning

But my pockets
Were fill of money
Yes, they were
I had someone, yes, I did
To call my honey

But it′s love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)
Yes, it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)

Something told me
That this wouldn′t last
Now my heartache
Is in the past


I had to swallow
All my pride
And admit to myself
Deep down inside

The diamonds and pearls
Don't you know
That I've had enough
But I feel so much
Better, yes, I do
Dressed in love

Yes, it′s love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)
Yes, it′s love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)

What she is, yeah
What she is


Ooh, and it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman, yes, it is
(That makes a woman)
Yes, it′s love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)

What she is, yeah
What she is

And it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman, yeah
(That makes a woman)