Well she's the woman of the world

And God she know it Shell turn my head

Every time she shows it

Yeah nothing you can do

Nothing you can say

No way you can try to change her way

She might be gone tomorrow Honey

Say what you gotta say Lordy lordy lordy lordy

What a woman Well I tried

I tried so hard to please her

Shed give me a look

If I beg to tease her

Theres nothing you can say

Nothing you can do

No way you can try to choochie coo

She might be gone tomorrow

Oh lordy what you gonna do

And I tried with an open hand

And a heart of sorrow

Hoped that everything would be all right

Don't save too much lovin for tomorrow

Get out all your lovin here tonight

She got big-eyed cats

She got coats of sable

She seats forty-four at her dinner table

And theres nothing you can do

Nothing you can say

No way you can try to change her way

She might be gone tomorrow

Oh throwin it all away