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She's a Lady

Tom Jones

Well she's all you'd ever want
She's the kind they'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
Talkin' about that little lady, and the lady is mine

Well she's never in the way
Always something nice to say, oh 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
Talkin' 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 my 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
She knows just what to do, and how to please me

She's a lady, whoa whoa whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady, and the lady is mine

Yeah yeah yeah, she's a lady
Listen to me baby, she's a lady
Whoa whoa whoa, she's a lady
And the lady is mine

Yeah yeah yeah, she's a lady
Talkin' about this little lady
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
And the lady is mine

Yeah yeah, she's a lady
And the lady is mine

Composição: Paul Anka





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