Who is that lady

Carlos Santana


Who’s that lady
Beautiful lady.
Lovely lady.
Real fine lady

Hear me calling out to you
‘Cause that’s all that I can do
Your eyes tell me to pursue
But you say look, yea, but don’t touch baby!
No, no, no don’t touch

I would dance upon a string
Any gifts she’d want I’d bring
I would giver her anything
If she would just do what I say

Come ‘round my way baby
Shine my way

I would love to take her home
But her heart is made of stone
But I’ll keep on keepin’ on
If I don’t she’ll do me wrong
Do me wrong

Look yeah, but don’t touch
Just do what I say
Don’t, she’ll do me wrong