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Run your fingers through my hair, sweet darling
Run your fingers through my hair
I want you when you're never there, sweet darling
Need you but I could not care
You got long black hair on your legs and I like them smooth
You don't show me you care, you won't even move
That's why I call you shady lady
I wish I hadn't turned my head that morning
Wish I hadn't turned my head
Or listened to the things you said that morning
Listened to the things you said
I get away where nobody goes and she finds me there
She won't leave me alone, she don't even care
That's why I call her a shady lady, shady lady
They say, I say you gotta lay it down on the line
So get away, way I say if you're only playing with my time
I gotta keep you off of my back 'cos you're making me feel so bad
I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
Run your fingers through my hair, sweet darling
Run your fingers through my hair
I want you when you're never there, sweet darling
Need you but I could not care
I get away where nobody goes and she finds me there
She won't leave me alone, she won't even care
That's why I call her a shady lady, shady lady
I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
I gotta get along, get along, get along without you now
Shady Lady was written by Bob Young & Francis Rossi.
Shady Lady was produced by Pip Williams.