words & music by Ben Hassenger
copyright 1999 bQuiet Music

I just pulled up into the Rock & Bowl
To listen to some tunes a couple balls I'd roll
That's all I had on the night's agenda
When she crashed into my fender
She stepped out of her jeep in a flowered skirt
Black Doc Martens and a white t-shirt
She looked at my car & said with a shrug
Let's go inside and cut the rug

Her hair looked like something by Picasso
But man she could dance the zydeco
A little bit beauty and a little bit brat
There's something about a woman like that

It was hot and we started to sweat
She said I can't think straight when my ears are wet
We went outside in the pouring rain
Shared one straw in a hurricane
Under a crescent moon and shooting stars
We talked about love and we talked about cars
Listen to Beau Joucque and Boozoo
Dr. John, NRBQ

She sure gets passionate in tropical storms
Next thing I knew she was in my arms
She licked my face just like a cat
There's something about a woman like that

In the early morning she got me up
To the Café du Monde for a couple of cups
We had just finished our last beignet
When she said goodbye and she was on her way

You know I never saw her again
I still think about her now and then
She picked me up and she left me flat
There's something about a woman like that