She's a man
I understand
Her name is Ted
A left hand partner, you know
Well, they call him Fred
He's great in bed
And within her head
Are mirrors and mixtures
Velvet pillows
Weeping willows blooming
In her eyes
She's a man, if you don't understand
Take a closer look
On the dark horse I reada ll about
In a funny book
Her voice leaves no choice
I'm aware she's had one shout
There's no doubt she will leave you
(She will leave you)
Blind
She's a man
I understand
Her name is Ted
A left hand partner, you know
Well, they call him Fred
He's great in bed
And within her head
Are mirrors and mixtures
Velvet pillows
Weeping willows blooming
In her eyes
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Tages - She`s A Man Lyrics
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She's a man
I understand
Her name is Ted
A left hand partner, you know
Well, they call him Fred
He's great in bed
And within her head
Are mirrors and mixtures
Velvet pillows
Weeping willows blooming
In her eyes
She's a man, if you don't understand
Take a closer look
On the dark horse I reada ll about
In a funny book
Her voice leaves no choice
I'm aware she's had one shout
There's no doubt she will leave you
(She will leave you)
Blind
She's a man
I understand
Her name is Ted
A left hand partner, you know
Well, they call him Fred
He's great in bed
And within her head
Are mirrors and mixtures
Velvet pillows
Weeping willows blooming
In her eyes
I understand
Her name is Ted
A left hand partner, you know
Well, they call him Fred
He's great in bed
And within her head
Are mirrors and mixtures
Velvet pillows
Weeping willows blooming
In her eyes
She's a man, if you don't understand
Take a closer look
On the dark horse I reada ll about
In a funny book
Her voice leaves no choice
I'm aware she's had one shout
There's no doubt she will leave you
(She will leave you)
Blind
She's a man
I understand
Her name is Ted
A left hand partner, you know
Well, they call him Fred
He's great in bed
And within her head
Are mirrors and mixtures
Velvet pillows
Weeping willows blooming
In her eyes