Slade That Was No Lady That Was My Wife
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
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
