Well, she's all you'd ever want
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She's the kind I like to flaunt and take to dinner
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But she always knows her place
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She's got style, she's got grace--she's a winner
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She's a lady
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Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
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Talkin' about that little lady
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And the lady is mine
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Well, she's never in the way
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Always something nice to say, and what a blessin'
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I can leave her on her own
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Knowin' she's OK alone and there's no messin'
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She's a lady
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Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
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Talkin' about that little lady
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And the lady is mine
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Well, she never asks very much
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And I don't refuse her
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Always treat her with respect
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I never would abuse her
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What she's got is hard to find
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And I don't want to lose her
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Help me build a mountain
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From a little pile of clay, hey hey hey
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Well, she knows what I'm about
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She can take what I dish out, and that's not easy
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But she knows me through and through
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And she knows just what to do and how to please me
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She's a lady
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Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
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Talkin' about that little lady
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And the lady is mine
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's a lady
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Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
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Talkin' about that little lady
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And the lady is mine
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(fade out)
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She`s A Lady
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| Tom Jones |
