My man, understands
He holds me in the palm of his hand
And I like it, I-I like it
He's a dream, the real thing
He always makes me feel like a queen
And I love it, I love it
His arms, are warm
They keep me away from harm
And I'm proud of it, so proud of
My man, understands
He holds me in the palm of his hand
And I like it, I-I like it
He's a dream, the real thing
He always makes me feel like a queen
And I love it, I love it
His arms, are warm
They keep me away from harm
And I'm proud of it, so proud of