Oh What A Lady!
By Gener
To a Jazzy Tune
If you can't stand the game we play,
I'd give a hand and steps to climb,
Just wear a coat, the rain might pour
We'd sail across the stormy lake.
We'd throw the rod and catch some fish,
And feed our mouths with sweet caress,
I'll cook the stew, you'd wash them down,
Oh what a lady
I know you are.
Oh what a lady, I know you are,
You throw me down
Yet catch my fall,
You despise me so
But bail me back,
Oh what a lady, I know you are.
Your puzzles puzzle sometimes fizzle,
Can't keep up with the lines you make,
Your funny side can blow me out,
A hiding rabbit with your dark.
Oh what a lady, I know you are,
You speak damn well
And I stare,
You toss the ball and sit it out,
Pick up a fu'rry who loves you back.
Oh what a lady, I know you are,
And man oh man
You drive us wild,
The world out there sticks with you
Oh what a lady, that's who you are.
Oh what a lady, to me you are.
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