Lyrics Man, What a Woman - The Waterboys

She opens her heart with a slow reveal
Man, what a woman
Shows a treasure that′s lain long concealed
Man, what a woman
Then drives away in a low-slung automobile
Man, what a woman

She won't suffer pomposity
Or tolerate hypocrites
She′s got a bullshit detector, first class
And she keeps it lit

She's got cool taste in music, likes it rustic and weird
Man, what a woman
Her favourite singers all have sideburns or beards
Man, what a woman
She loves the end of Pale Rider when Clint Eastwood sneers
Man, what a woman

She's got a quicksilver wisdom
And a head full of spells
Two or three children around her feet
And she raises ′em well

It′s a lucky man who's ever loved, held or kissed her
Man, what a woman
You ask me am I one, but I ain′t tellin' mister
Man, what a woman
If she was ever in any kind of trouble I′d be honoured to assist her
Man, what a woman
She's the queen of the greenwood, she′s Pan's little sister
Man, what a woman

She's married already
To someone righteous and kind
She′ll always be beautiful
But she′ll never be mine

What a woman!

What a woman, man