My old lady
Don't take care of no one but me
My old lady
Just as sweet as she can be
She fix the dinner
When I came home late at night
She stand and make sure
I dig every bite
My old lady, yeah, hey
She sure is out of sight
My old lady
She's sweet but she's strong
My old lady
Her love holds out so long
When she squeezes me
I just have to beg
And when she holds me
With her big fine leg
My old lady, yeah, hey
She sure is out of sight
She washes the dishes
And take the clothes off the line
She dust the floor and open the bed
And that's the time
To watch TV and have a smoke
And drink some wine
And she said, "Baby, is the room too bright"
And oh, she turn off the light
My old lady
She make sure I'm not late
My lunch is packed
And breakfast on the plate
She goes shopping to buy
The kids' new clothes
And I don't have to worry
'Bout where my money goes
My old lady
Sure is out of sight
My old lady
She turn heads on the street
My old lady
I don't like to repeat
My old lady
Got her business down pat
And I hope that's where
Your old lady at
My old lady, yeah, hey
She sure is out of sight
My Old Lady was written by Mike Bloomfield & Nick Gravenites.
My Old Lady was produced by Mike Bloomfield.