She’s a Lady Songtext
von Betty Hutton

She′s a Lady I'm a Lady!
She′s a Lady I'm a Lady!
She's as quiet as a mouse
Why, she would never ever raise her voice to a shout
Not unless somebody else is drownin′ me out!

Yes, She′s a Lady I'm a Lady!
High floutin′ You're darn tootin′!
And her manners are superb
Yesterday I wore a gown of satin an' lace,
You took me out dinin′ to the ritziest place
And when they brought the finger bowl,
Why you washed your face!
Ah! I'm a Lady! She's a Lady Oh yeah!

He′s a Lover! I′m a Lover!
He's big hearted! Once I′ve started!
Nothin' is good for you!
Say, how do you mean that?
I bought you a golden necklace fit for a Queen
If that′s a golden necklace, why's my neck turnin′ green?


He's Romantic! I'm Romantic!
He′s the shy type! Yes, it′s my type!
He's the kind that girls can′t trust!
Some guys take a girl out ridin' an′ when they do,
She may have to walk home, that don't happen to you!
That′s because I take them riding in a canoe
Oh! He's a lover! I'm a lover Oh yeah!

She′s a Lady I′m a Lady!
She's the fine type Home at nine type!
She′s as gentle as a lamb!
She's the most refined girl that the city has got
I will beat up anyone who says that I′m not!

She's a High-Brow I′m a High-Brow!
You're what 'class′ is! You need glasses!
You know just how things are done
In a crowded bus, you find a guy with a seat
Then you drop your hanky so it lands at his feet
When he stands up to get it, that′s when I grab his seat!
Yes, She's a Lady I′m a Lady! Oh yeah!

He's a Singer! I′m a Singer!
Like Caruso! Learned to do so,
In a barber-shop quartet
I once gave a hair-cut to a fellow one day
I started singing "Mammy" an' kept cutting away
Yeah, now they call him ′baldy' an' he wears a toupee!


You′re a Lady! You′re a Barber!
You're a High-Brow! You′re a Sin-ger!
Hee hee, I'm a Sin-ger? Ha, ha ha ha!
She′s a Lady Ah! He's a Sin-ger! Oh yeah!

Cy Coben, 1950