I hope he don't get fresh with Whitney up in Heaven. She'll probably smack him with her wings and say, "Tammi Terrell come get your man." Then Marvin would say, "She my woman now."
I was 18 when this song came out and I had developed a strong crush on her. Call me a wimp, but I cried hard tears when she died. Damn, baby. Not you. Not you . . .
I'm a Libra. October 14th, 196- None of your fuckin business.