A Lady Loves Songtext
von Debbie Reynolds

We are the gentlemen of the press!
Yes, we are, yes, we are
Yes, indeed, indeed we are!
Our editor sent us to you!
To interview you!
For Judy LeRoy, you′re America's pride and joy
You′re the prettiest, wittiest, glamour girl by far
Yes you are, yes you are!
Yes indeed, indeed, you are
The fact that we want us to be positively feminine
We don't want to know when you have tea if you put cream or lemon in

Well, the facts I give are genuinely, intimately, feminine


A lady loves expensive clothes
And pretty jewels and furs and French chapeaus
She loves her lingerie in black, it suits her zodiac
Loves a penthouse where she'll be content to stay
Find little gifts on her breakfast tray
But now and then pack and sail away
For a simple Riveria holiday

A lady loves beau coup l′amour, but first of all she loves to be secure
And she adores the subtle phrase that it′s the man who pays
Yet there's one final thought she would place above
All of the things I may mention of!
And most of all, a lady loves to love!

A lady loves her phobias
She has complexity
She will insist!
It gives her things to talk about with her psychiatrist

Incidentally whenever she drops her glove
Gentlemen know what she′s thinking of
That most of all a lady loves to love
And what is more a lady loves to live
And what is more lady lives to love