Story Behind The Song

True story.

Lyrics

VERSE
I was playin' the slots in Reno
When a pretty woman sat down to my right
Just how was I supposed to know
She was a lady of the night?

VERSE
Well, she struck up a conversation
"How ya' doin,'" kind of stuff
But soon I sensed her frustration
I guess she had talked enough

VERSE
When she invited me up to my room
Only then did I know for sure
There was nothing left to be presumed
I understood the lure

CHORUS
She was a lady, a lady of the night
But not much like the stereotype
She was more like the lady next door
Still, she was a lady of the night

VERSE
I said: "Could you stand up for me, please?
Look over there; tell me if you see
That lovely woman at the slot machine
Who is wearing my wedding ring?"

VERSE
She took my hand, squeezed it tight
Said: "She won't miss you for awhile."
I said: "You know, you could be right
But I couldn't leave with a smile."

Repeat CHORUS/VERSE
Fast as she came, she was gone
On the prowl; on the roam
I cashed out, got my wife, headed home
Before I turned to stone

Repeat CHORUS (2x)/TAG
Oh, yeah, she was a lady of the night

Words & Music by Don Tomlinson
UMC © 2019 & SR © 2025 Solid Sterling Music (BMI)
All Rights Reserved.

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Mood: Unusual story about prostitution...
Length: 3:14
ISRC: QZ37R1900003
BMI: 20806559
ISWC: T9179733358