From the musical “I Love Melvin”, 1952.
Words by Mack Gordon.
Music by Josef Myrow.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- A lady loves expensive clothes
And pretty jewels and furs and French chapeaux
She loves her lingerie in black
It suits her zodiac
Loves a penthouse where she’ll be content to stay
Find little gifts on her breakfast tray
But now and then pack and sail away
For a simple Riviera holiday
A lady loves beaucoup l’amour
But first of all she loves to be secure
And she adores the subtle phrase
That it’s the man who pays
Yet there’s one vital thought she will place above
All of the things I make mention of
That most of all a lady loves to love - A lady loves just now and then
To be around sophisticated men
And there are times she’s more inclined
To seek the warmer kind
She loves someone with charm and with savior faire
But if romantic’ly he’s not there
Then he can make up for what he lacks
If he’s in the upper bracket income tax
A lady loves her phobias
She has complexities she will insist
It gives her things to talk about
With her psychiatrist
Incident’ly whenever she drops her glove
Gentlemen know what she’s thinking of
That most of all a lady loves to love
And what is more a lady loves to live
And what is more a lady lives to love
Interlude
Then when the right man comes along
She’ll change the lyrics of this song
- A lady loves the simplest things
She loves her dreams tied up with apron strings
There are no yachts in all her plans
Just little pots and pans
In the doorway she’ll wait for his warm caress
And he’ll be handsome, well, more or less
But he will notice that brand new dress
Saying, “You look nice, oh never mind the price”
A lady loves that av’rage guy
Who just adores her homemade apple pie
The apple pie he knows that she bought in a bakery
When with her goodnight kiss he will be endowed
She’ll have him high on a cloud above
For most of all a lady loves to love
And what is more a lady loves to live
And what is more a lady lives to love
Sung here by Vancha March: