She's like fire on a mountain Like some kinda heaven that's pouring down on me She's a child, she's a lady She's got everything that I could ever need Yeah, there's something 'bout a woman and me Well there's something 'bout a woman with my T-shirt on

Ooh, I need a dirty woman Ooh, I need a dirty girl I am just a new boy Stranger in this town Where are all the good times? Who's gonna show this stranger around? Will some woman in this desert land Make me feel like a real man?

She's funny that way. I got a woman crazy for me Once she dressed in silks and lace, Owned a Rolls Royce car Now she seems quite out of place, like a fallen star Draped around my kitchen sink , Happy as can be I just have to stop and think, Why she fell

All day long Now come on woman, come follow me home Oh well the sun go down Celebration in the town tonight They been slaughtering upon the stone Share out the meat Yeah, you really like to eat Come on woman, come follow me home Well, the priest he cries

Southbound again I don't know if I'm going or leaving home Boy got to be moving Seems like the boy is bound to roam Southbound again got no money I've got no place to go That woman's with her lover boy Never want to see her face no more Every single time

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to

Baby if I'm half the man I say I am If I'm a woman with no feel just like I claim I am Then I believe in what you say, there's nothing left for you to do The only proof that I need is you Now do you love me? All you gotta do is say yes It's really hard,

Pop a top again I just got time for one more round Set 'em up my friends Then I'll be gone Then you can let some other fool sit down I'd like for you to listen to a joke I heard today From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away I tried

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to

La-la-la, woman like me, like a woman like me Woman like me, like a woman like me I made a few mistakes, I regret it nightly I broke a couple hearts that I wear on my sleeve My momama always said, "Girl, you're trouble" and And now I wonder, could you