Testo: Slade. 'Till Deaf Do Us Part. That Was No Lady, That Was M'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