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Pretty woAman, walking df#own the street
Pretty woAman, the kind I f#like to meet
Pretty woDman, I don't belieEve you, it must be true
No one can look as good as you. (mercy!)

Pretty woAman, won't you paf#rdon me
Pretty woAman, I couldn't hef#lp but see
Pretty woDman, oh you look loEvely as can be
Are you lonely just like me?

dPretty woman, stG₇op a while
CPretty woman, taalk a while
dPretty woman, gG₇ive your smile to mCe
dPretty woman, yG₇eah, yeah, yeah,
CPretty woman, loaok my way
dPretty woman, sG₇ay you'll stay with CmeA​

'Cause I f#need youd, I'll treat you rEight.
ACome with me f#babdy. Be mine tonEight.

Pretty woAman, don't waf#lk on by
Pretty woAman, don't mf#ake me cry
Pretty woDman, don't waElk away, hey

EOK ... if that's the way it must be, OK
I guess I'll go on home, it's late
There'll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see
Is she walking back to me
Yes, she's walking back to me
Oh, oh, pretty woAman