Doris Day - A Woman's Touch lyrics
Doris Day [Doris Mary Anne Kappelhoff] Carmel Valley, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Doris Day - A Woman's Touch lyrics]
A woman's touch, a woman's touch
The magic of Aladdin couldn't do as much
She's a wizard, she's a champ
And she doesn't need a lamp
A woman's touch can weave a spell
The kind of hocus-pocus that she does so well
With the magic of a broom
She can mesmerize a room
With a whisk-whisk here and
A whisk-whisk there
And a dustpan for the cinders
With a rub-rub here and a rub-rub there
She could polish up the winders
Then presto-chango, suddenly
The sun comes shining through
And what does Mr Sunshine say to you?
How-d-ye do!
It makes you blink to stop and think
A woman and a whisk broom
Can accomplish so darn much
So never underestimate a woman's touch
A woman's touch can quickly fill
The empty flower boxes on a winder sill
One smile from her and zoom
Little buds begin to bloom
A touch of paint, a magic nail
Can turn a kitchen chair into a Chippendale
Even make a lamp appear
Like a crystal chandelier
With a tack tack here and a tack tack there
And a hand around a hammer
With a mop-mop here and a mop-mop there
You can give a cabin glamour
Then, gosh-almighty, all at once
The cabin that we knew
Becomes a shining castle built for two
Me and you
The pies and cakes a woman bakes
Can make a feller tell her
That he loves her very much
So never underestimate a woman's touch
The magic of Aladdin couldn't do as much
She's a wizard, she's a champ
And she doesn't need a lamp
A woman's touch can weave a spell
The kind of hocus-pocus that she does so well
With the magic of a broom
She can mesmerize a room
With a whisk-whisk here and
A whisk-whisk there
And a dustpan for the cinders
With a rub-rub here and a rub-rub there
She could polish up the winders
Then presto-chango, suddenly
The sun comes shining through
And what does Mr Sunshine say to you?
How-d-ye do!
It makes you blink to stop and think
A woman and a whisk broom
Can accomplish so darn much
So never underestimate a woman's touch
A woman's touch can quickly fill
The empty flower boxes on a winder sill
One smile from her and zoom
Little buds begin to bloom
A touch of paint, a magic nail
Can turn a kitchen chair into a Chippendale
Even make a lamp appear
Like a crystal chandelier
With a tack tack here and a tack tack there
And a hand around a hammer
With a mop-mop here and a mop-mop there
You can give a cabin glamour
Then, gosh-almighty, all at once
The cabin that we knew
Becomes a shining castle built for two
Me and you
The pies and cakes a woman bakes
Can make a feller tell her
That he loves her very much
So never underestimate a woman's touch