Tom Jones - She's a Lady
Well, she's
all you'd ever want
She's the kind
I like to flaunt and take to dinner
But she always
knows her place
She's got
style, she's got grace--she's a winner
She's a lady
Oh, 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, and what a blessin'
I can leave
her on her own
Knowin' she's
OK alone and there's no messin'
She's a lady
Oh, whoa,
whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about
that little lady
And the lady
is mine
Well, she
never asks 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
But she knows
me through and through
And she knows
just what to do and how to please me
She's a lady
Oh, whoa,
whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about
that little lady
And the lady
is mine
Yeah, yeah,
yeah, she's a lady
Oh, whoa,
whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about
that little lady
And the lady
is mine