Fashion Of His Love

I never was the kind of girl
That's naturally sure
When it comes to love
Oh no
I was insecure
Insecure

But when it comes to you and me
I can't deny this feeling inside
Oh no
I never felt like this before
This before

[Chorus]
I'm seeing all the signs from above
I'm going to be the one that he loves
I was made for loving him
The Fashion of his Love
Oh yeah
I'm gonna be his first and last kiss,
'Cause baby I was born to be his
I was made for loving him
The Fashion of his Love (I love you)

You know that I'd never cheat on a man
'Cause I'm not like that
I'm physically crafted to be
As fitting as McQueen

But when it comes to clothing I'm bad
I'm fashionably just designed to be grand
Oh and he's, no accessory to me (-ry to me)

No I just can't seem to forget you
No I can't for just as long as I met you
You're my babe right through
I was made for you (I was made for you)

[Chorus]

They say I need a strong man
Not just a friend
But baby my search is done
No longer reason to cry or to justify
How I feel for you my love

I'm seeing all the signs from above
I'm going to be the one that he loves
I was made for loving him
Oh yeah

[Chorus]

Oh yeah
I'm gonna be his first and last kiss,
'Cause baby I was born to be his
I was made for loving him
The Fashion of his Love

Oh yeah

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