She's a Lady (Ella es una dama) Songtext
von Paul Anka

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
(Fade out)