Woman or a Man?

Richard Thompson

I stepped on the dance floor feeling very cool 
I thought I saw an angel sitting on a stool 
I just couldn’t tell, you’ll think I’m a fool 
If she was a woman or a man 

She was the kind of woman that a man could crave 
From her high-heeled shoes to her permanent wave 
Except maybe she was needing a shave 
Was she a woman or a man? 

O I asked her to dance and I took her by the hand 
She held me so tight, it was hard for me to stand 
Built like a lumberjack, I couldn’t understand 
If she was a woman or a man 

Well, I walked her home, it was quarter past four 
My heart was thumping as we ducked in the door 
And then when she kissed me I thought I was sure 
If she was a woman or a man 

Well, she stole my wallet and she knocked me off my feet 
She tied on her roller skates and made her retreat 
All I found was a blond wig a-lying in the street 
Was she a woman or a man? 

Well, I don’t care if she seemed unkind 
She stole my heart and she robbed me blind 
I love her so much that I still wouldn’t mind 
If she was a woman or a man