Texty: Lyle Lovett. She's No Lady.

She hates my mama, she hates my daddy too
She loves to tell me, she hates the things I do
She loves to lie beside me almost every night
She's no lady, she's my wife

The preacher asked her and she said, "I do"
The preacher asked me, and she said, "Yes, he does too"
And the preacher said, "I pronounce you 99 to life
Son, she's no lady, she's your wife"

And I can't remember how I met her
Seems like she's always just been hanging here off my right arm
And I can't remember how I ever
Thought that I just couldn't live without a woman's charm

And even though she loves the smell of French perfume
And even though she walks around in high-heel shoes
All I know is I'm the one who pays her price
Man, she's no lady, she's my wife

And I can't remember how I met her
Seems like she's always just been hanging here off my right arm
And I can't remember how I ever
Thought that I just couldn't live without a woman's charm

Yeah, she hates my mama, she hates my daddy too
She loves to tell me, she hates the things I do
She loves to lie beside me almost every night
She's no lady, she's my wife