I know a thing or two about her. I know she'll only make you cry. She'll let you walk the streets beside her. But when she wants she'll pass you by. Everybody says she's lookin' good. And the lady knows it's understood. Strutter. 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. Everybody says she's lookin' good. And the lady knows it's understood. Strutter. I know a thing or two about her. I know she'll only make you cry. She'll let you walk the streets beside her. But when she wants she'll pass you by. Everybody says she's lookin' good. And the lady knows it's understood. Strutter. Strutter. Strutter