Tom Jones - She's a Lady
Well she's all you'd ever want
She's the kind I'd like to flaunt and take to dinner
Well she always knows her place
She's got style, she's got grace
She's a winner
She's a lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa
She's a lady
Talking about that little lady
And the lady is mine
Well she's never in the way
Always something nice to say, what a blessing
I can leave her on her own
Knowing she's okay alone and there's no messing
She's a lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa
She's a lady
Talking about that little lady
And the lady is mine
Well she never asks for very much and I don't refuse her
Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her
What she's got is hard to find, and I don't want to lose her
Help me build a mountain from a little pile of clay
Hey, hey, hey
Well she knows what I'm about
She can take what I dish out, and that's not easy
Well she knows me through and through
And she knows just what to do, and how to please me
She's a lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa
She's a lady
Talking about the little lady
And the lady is mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa
She's a lady
Listen to me people, she's a lady
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa
She's a lady
Talking about the little lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
She's a lady
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a lady
Whoa, whoa, lord
She's a lady
I can't live without that little lady
Oh, oh, oh
She's a lady
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