If you've ever seen her livin', then you know that when she dies
You can bet she ain't breathin' 'cause of the way she lies
She can cry when you're leavin', then laugh when you're gone
That left-handed woman is right when she's wrong

That left-handed woman is killin' my soul
She's easy to handle, but so hard to hold
She's good when she's lonely, and great when she ain't
That left-handed woman I love.... and I hate

She loves bein' warm, and hates bein' cold;
She's proud of bein' pretty, and scared of gettin' old
She likes bein' looked at in the early-mornin' light
That left-handed woman is wrong when she's right

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