Lyrics:
Martin Dean Who Was That Lady

Who was that lady That fabulous lady That lady I saw you with last night Tell me, was she an angel If she was an angel She sure kept her wings out of

Who was that lady That fabulous lady That lady I saw you with last night Tell me, was she an angel If she was an angel She sure kept her wings out of

: Who was that lady That fabulous lady That lady I saw you with last night Tell me, was she an angel If she was an angel She sure kept her wings out

: Love me, love me Love me with all your heart Kiss me dear while I hold you tight Make this evening a magic night Love me, love me Promise me we'll

Who was that lady That fabulous lady That lady I saw you with last night Tell me, was she an angel If she was an angel She sure kept her wings out of

a painter was Botticelli. He's very old, he's very old. He's-a paint a lady with a naked belly, She caught a cold. She caught a cold. I know a man who

He was twenty-five] (No. no) [That's why I gotta come clean] (why?) [Because I'm already seventeen] Who's to blame? (Who's to blame?) What his name? (