Con Hunley - Lady Got Soul lyrics

Woman drives a big fine foreign car She got diamond rings When she wants her man at night Ooh, she'll give up everything And take you to her mansion on the hill Where peaceful breezes blow Lady, Lady, Lady, Lady, Lady got soul Lady got soul Woman got the finest education Right there in her hands Woman knows the quickest ways To make a boy feel like a man Woman got a low down way to make you wait Sometime when you call And the lady treats you good So good, for no reason at all They're all a little different in the way they talk They're all a little different in the way they dress and walk But anytime they love you, didn't you know Lady got soul, Lady got soul Woman got the most expensive powder Most expensive paint Lady got soul When a woman got to tell you she's a lady Then you know she ain't Sometime she likes her music soft Sometimes rock n roll But anyway she takes it Oh, Lady got soul Lady got soul Lady got soul Lady got soul