Sammy Fain & Paul Francis Webster - A Woman's Touch lyrics

A woman's touch, a woman's touch The magic of Aladdin couldn't do as much She's a wizard, she's a champ And she doesn't need a lamp A woman's touch can weave a spell The kind of hocus-pocus that she does so well With the magic of a broom She can mesmerise a room With a whisk-whisk here and a whisk-whisk there And a dustpan for the cinders With a rub-rub here and a rub-rub there She could polish up the winders Then presto-chango, suddenly The sun comes shining through And what does Mr Sunshine say to you? How-do-ya-do It makes you blink, to stop and think A woman and a whisk broom Can accomplish so darn much So never underestimate a woman's touch A woman's touch can quickly fill The empty flower boxes on a winder sill One smile from her and zoom Little buds begin to bloom A touch of paint, a magic nail Can turn a kitchen chair into a Chippendale Even make a lamp appear Like a crystal chandelier With a tack-tack here and a tack-tack there And a hand around a hammer With a mop-mop here and a mop-mop there You can give a cabin glamour Then gosh-o-mighty, all at once The cabin that we knew Becomes a shiny castle built for two Me and you The pies and cakes, a woman bakes Can make a fella tell her That he loves her very much So never underestimate a woman's touch