Song She’s A Lady – Pulp

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leave it in your car? On a table in a bar? Or in your bed between the
sheets? The places where we used to meet. Wherever love has gone I
need to know. ‘Cos she’s a woman, Oh yeah, she’s a woman. Ma Ma
Ma Ma Ma Ma she’s a lady. And I just love the way she moves, the
way she moves, Watch her. When you left I didn’t know how I was
going to forget you. I was hanging by a thread and then I met her.
Selling pictures of herself to German business men. Well, that’s all she
wants to do. Come on, come on. I don’t want to try too hard. I don’t
want to wait too long. I don’t want to live alone with all this crap that
pulls me down. Oh, tell me now, how would it feel if I could touch you
once again. Where have you gone, where have you gone. The moon has
gone down on the sun, Oh yeah. I know that you’re coming home. You
wouldn’t leave me on my own. Everybody can’t you see, she’s coming
back to me. Whilst you were gone I got along. I didn’t die, I carried on
& I went drinking every night just so I could feel alright. Stayed in bed
all day to feel OK. I felt OK. Oh I felt sick & tired, yes I did. She lived at
her father’s place, played his records though they jumped. Wore her
body back to front. I tried hard to make it work, kissed her where she

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