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AI know a F#thing or tC#wo aC#sus4bout her AI know shF#e'll only C#make you G#cry AShe'll leF#t you walkC# theC#sus4 street beside her ABut when F#she wants C#she'll paG#ss you by
AEverybody says she's lF#ookin'good AAnd the lady knows it'F#s understood Ab5|Bb5 Ab5|Bb5 Db5|Eb5 Db5|Bb5 Ab5|F5Strutter! Ab5|Bb5 Ab5|Bb5 Db5|Eb5 F#5|H5 Db5|Ab5
She wears her satins like a lady She gets her way just like a child You take her home and she says "maybe, baby" She takes you down and drives you wild Chorus Solo I know a thing or two about her I know she'll only make you cry She'll let you walk the street beside her But when she wants she pass you by Chorus