Lyrics and music by Paul Anka.

Well, she´s all you´d ever want,
She´s the kind men like to flaunt and take to dinner.
Well, she always knows her place,
She´s got style, she´s got grace, She´s a winner.

She´s a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She´s a lady.
Talkin´ about that little lady, and the lady is mine.

Well she´s never in the way
Something always nice to say, Oh what a blessing.
I can leave her on her own
Knowing she´s okay alone, and there´s no messing.

She´s a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She´s a lady.
Talkin´ about that little lady, and the lady is mine.

Well, she never asks for 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 my 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,
Well she knows me through and through,
She knows just what to do, and how to please me.

She´s a lady. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She´s a lady.
Talkin´ about that little lady and the lady is mine.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. She´s a lady.
Listen to me baby, she´s a lady.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, she´s a lady.
And the lady is mine.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. She´s a lady.
Talkin´ about this little lady.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
Whoa and the lady is mine.
Yeah, yeah, she´s a lady,
And the lady is mine.

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