That Was No Lady That Was My Wife

Slade

Uh huh, Jack the Lad with his three-pieced suit on 
Likes to keep his three-piece clean 
At the bar with his whistle an' flute on 
Chats to broads with his old routine 

They say, who was the lady I saw you with last night … hey hey hey 
Oh oh, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … ow ow ow 

Harry Rash with his fancy foot work - showin' off at the local dance 
Givin' all the girls the glad eye - ain't their type - he don't stand a chance 

Oh ho, who was the lady I saw you with last night … well oh oh 
Oh ho, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … well oh oh 

If she finds out, you know she's gonna kill me - I'll be nowhere to be found 
She'll throw me out … Will somebody come an' save me - I'll be hidin' underground 
get on … hey hey hey, yeah … oh … oh well ho 

Oh ho, who was the lady I saw you with last night … woh ho ho 
Oh ho, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … hey hey hey 
Woh ah, that was no lady, you're talkin' 'bout my wife … oh ho ho 
That was my wife … well heh heh