Tuesday's gone with the wind My baby's gone, with the wind Ride on train Train roll on, on down the line, Won't you please take me far, far away Now I feel the wind blow, outside my door, I'm leavin' my woman woman at home, oh yeah Tuesday's gone with the

The other woman woman has time to manicure her nails The other woman woman is perfect where her rival fails And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair, anywhere. The other woman woman enchants her clothes with French perfume The other woman woman keeps fresh cut flowers in

It set deeply in the west An' see if my woman woman's over there She won't even call me on the telephone When the sunrise in the east, lover Yeah, the sunrise in the east I've been lookin' for my lover An' I haven't found her yet I'm gonna call up China Well,

What my heart needs is a woman woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Rock and Roll Night Club, Rock and Roll Night Club At the Rock and Roll Night Club, Rock and Roll Night Club Cruising in the Moonlight, heading downtown Looking for some fast love, gotta get down Boogie Woogie woman woman looking my way So, if you want a good

I was walking round in Paris Near the (inaudible) Zanzibar Said the woman woman at the front door "Do you know the place you are? This place is from the fancy I don't think you fit the scene You're just an American Black boy I'm a French African Queen" And she

I, I'm waiting for the sun, to come up Forever love Together love Sleep easy by my side Into gentle slumber you can hide I can't sleep, with your warm ways You made me a woman woman tonight

She loves a violin, I love a fiddle We go separate ways but we meet in the middle Don't see eye to eye but we're hand in hand A blue blooded woman woman and a redneck man The lady I love loves silk and satin She was raised uptown with a silver spoon Well, I

Wasn't she a beer drinkin' woman? She was a beer-drinkin' woman The story's true ladies and gentlemen All the names have been changed to Protect the innocent The year nineteen hundred and forty The city, Chicago the place, Rubin's Tavern The story goes

Grab your hat and fetch a camera. Go on, film the world before it happens. Sunk the glow and drowned in covers, Send for all your absent lovers things. Sheepish wolves. Looking lived in eating buttons,