Letras:Ian Moore. Daggers.

Lady she don?t like no other women being around
Shoots her daggers from her eyes
Lady ain?t too kind to other women being around
Shoot ?em down and keeps 'em down to size

What they ever do to make the lady be so cruel
Did her best friend steal her love and let her down?
What they ever do to make the lady be so cruel
Must have been some lover let her down
Some lover going to always let her down

Sat in my corner while the lady stood her ground
Guess my smile turned out a bit too bright
Sat in my corner while the lady made her rounds
Guess I?m gonna have to get that right

What they ever do to make the lady be so cruel
Did her best friend steal her love and let her down?
What they ever do to make the lady be so cruel
Must have been some lover let her down
Some lover going to always let her down