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