The Beatles - She’s A Woman
Past Masters Volume One
My love don’t give me presents.
I know that she’s no peasant,
Only ever has to give me love forever and forever,
My love don’t give me presents,
Turn me on when I get lonely,
People tell me that she’s only
Foolin’, I know she isn’t.
She don’t give the boys the eye,
She hates to see me cry,
She is happy just to hear me say
That I will never leave her.
She don’t give the boys the eye,
She will never make me jealous,
Gives me all her time as well as lovin’,
Don’t ask me why.
She’s a woman who understands.
She’s a woman who loves her man.
She’s a woman, she’s a woman.
inne teksty The Beatles
The Beatles - She’s A Woman




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