 She pulled her hair back to sun her shoulders
Took the oil and rubbed it all over her soft skin
Oh, I'm a lucky man
She wasn't wantin' any suntan lines so she
Reached back and she untied that little string
Oh, and then she smiled at me
And blew a kiss right off her fingertips
I don't know what it is
But there's something about a woman
Yeah, some kind sweet little something
That I may never understand
Yeah, some kind of gift they're given
That makes this life worth livin'
And it makes a man a man
Oh, there's nothing like that something
About a woman
I sat there for a while and wondered
And she took a nap there under that summer sky
Oh, and then I realized
There are things in life that are meant to be
Maybe left a mystery
Oh, like that something about a woman
Yeah, some kind sweet little something
That I may never understand
Yeah, some kind of gift they're given
That makes this life worth livin'
And it makes a man a man
Oh, there's nothing like that something
About a woman
Yeah, some kind of gift they're given
That makes this life worth livin'
And it makes a man a man
Oh, I'm nothing without that something
About a woman, oh, about a woman
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