You're my lady
 You're my lady
 You're my lady
 You're my lady

 Don't think I don't see them looking at ya
 All of them wishing they could have ya
 And as a matter of fact, uh
 bunch of them are itchin'for you to scratch'em
 I'm tired of hiding what we feel
 I'm trying to get with the real
 And I'm-a gonna make it known
 'Cause I want them to know
 [bad word] 

 You're my little baby, my darling baby
 I swear you're the talk of the town
 And everybody wants to know what's going down
 Babe, I know they've seen us before
 Maybe at the liquor store, or maybe at the health food stand
 They don't know that I'm your man
 [bad word] 

 I can tell they're looking at us
 I pick you up everyday from your job 
 And every guy in the parking lot wants to rob me of my girl
 And my heart and soul, and everybody wants to treat me so cold
 But I know I love you and you love me
 There's no other lover for you or me
 You're my lady

[BRIDGE (AD LIB)]

 You're my lady
 My divine lady
 You're my lady
 Such a wonderful lady
 I can tell they're looking at us.
[REPEAT TO FADE]