## Metadata
**Caption:** pop, orchestral, confident groove, 1971, suave, 122 bpm, male vocal
**BPM:** 167
**Duration:** 170.0s
**Key:** E minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
She walks into a room and heads all turn,
Got a kind of class that money never earns.
Talks so soft but every word rings true,
Never met a woman quite like you.

[chorus]
She's a lady, whoa, one classy lady,
Grace in every move, and the grace is mine.
She's a lady, whoa, one classy lady,
And I'm proud to walk beside her every time.

[verse]
She can dance all night and still look right at dawn,
Independent as the day that she was born.
Never needs a hand to help her stand up tall,
But she lets me love her most of all.

[chorus]
She's a lady, whoa, one classy lady,
Grace in every move, and the grace is mine.
She's a lady, whoa, one classy lady,
And I'm proud to walk beside her every time.

[bridge]
She don't need my money and she don't need my name,
She just needs my honesty to keep this flame.
So I treat her gentle, treat her like a queen,
Best thing that ever happened, best I've ever seen.

[chorus]
She's a lady, whoa, one classy lady,
Grace in every move, and the grace is mine.
She's a lady, whoa, one classy lady,
And I'm proud to walk beside her every time.