She's A Lady~ I'm A Lady!
She's A Lady~ I'm A Lady!
She's As Quiet As A Mouse
Why, She Would Never Ever Raise Her Voice To A Shout
Not Unless Somebody Else Is Drownin' Me Out!

Yes, She's A Lady~ I'm A Lady!
High Floutin'~ You're Darn Tootin'!
And Her Manners Are Superb
Yesterday I Wore A Gown Of Satin An' Lace,
You Took Me Out Dinin' To The Ritziest Place
And When They Brought The Finger Bowl,
Why You Washed Your Face!
Ah! I'm A Lady! ~ She's A Lady~ Oh Yeah!

He's A Lover! ~ I'm A Lover!
He's Big Hearted! ~ Once I've Started!
Nothin' Is Good For You!
Say, How Do You Mean That?
I Bought You A Golden Necklace Fit For A Queen
If That's A Golden Necklace, Why's My Neck Turnin' Green?

He's Romantic! ~ I'm Romantic!
He's The Shy Type! ~ Yes, It's My Type!
He's The Kind That Girls Can't Trust!
Some Guys Take A Girl Out Ridin' An' When They Do,
She May Have To Walk Home, That Don't Happen To You!
That's Because I Take Them Riding In A Canoe
Oh! He's A Lover! ~ I'm A Lover~ Oh Yeah!

She's A Lady~ I'm A Lady!
She's The Fine Type~ Home At Nine Type!
She's As Gentle As A Lamb!
She's The Most Refined Girl That The City Has Got
I Will Beat Up Anyone Who Says That I'm Not!

She's A High-Brow~ I'm A High-Brow!
You're What 'class' Is!~ You Need Glasses!
You Know Just How Things Are Done
In A Crowded Bus, You Find A Guy With A Seat
Then You Drop Your Hanky So It Lands At His Feet
When He Stands Up To Get It, That's When I Grab His Seat!
Yes, She's A Lady~ I'm A Lady!~ Oh Yeah!

He's A Singer! ~ I'm A Singer!
Like Caruso! ~ Learned To Do So,
In A Barber-shop Quartet
I Once Gave A Hair-cut To A Fellow One Day
I Started Singing "Mammy" An' Kept Cutting Away
Yeah, Now They Call Him 'baldy' An' He Wears A Toupee!

You're A Lady!~ You're A Barber!
You're A High-Brow!~ You're A Sin-ger!
Hee Hee, I'm A Sin-ger?~ Ha, Ha Ha Ha!
She's A Lady~ Ah! He's A Sin-ger!~ Oh Yeah!

Words And Music By
Cy Coben, 1950