| Well she's all you'd ever want,
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| She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner.
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| Well 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. |
| Whoa whoa whoa, she's a lady.
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| Talkin' about that little lady, 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, oh what a blessing.
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| I can leave her on her own
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| Knowing she's okay alone, and there's no messing.
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| She's a lady. |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa. |
| She's a lady.
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| Talkin' about that little lady, and the lady is mine.
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| Well she never asks for very much and I don't refuse her.
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| Always treat her with respect, I never would abuse her.
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| What she's got is hard to find, and I don't want to lose her
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| Help me build a mansion from my 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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| Well she knows me through and through,
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| She knows just what to do, and how to please me.
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| She's a lady. |
| Whoa, whoa, whoa. |
| She's a lady.
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| Talkin' about that little lady and the lady is mine.
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| Yeah yeah yeah she's a lady
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| Listen to me people, she's a lady
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| Whoa whoa whoa, she's a 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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| Talkin about this little lady
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| Whoa whoa whoa whoa
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| Whoa and the lady is mine
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| Yeah yeah she's a lady
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| And the lady is mine. |