Irma Thomas, you’re the soul queen of New Orleans...
Irma Thomas, starting back in your early teens...
You were making men swoon in the music canteens...
They all wanted Irma, by any and all means...
Irma Thomas, Irma Thomas, Irma Thomas, Irma Thomas
‘You can have my husband, but don’t mess with my man...’
Said Irma to the ladies like no other woman can...
Her voice is like an angel, and her skin like caramel...
......
Irma Thomas, you’re the soul queen of New Orleans...
Irma Thomas, starting back in your early teens...
You were making men swoon in the music canteens...
They all wanted Irma, by any and all means...
Irma Thomas, Irma Thomas, Irma Thomas, Irma Thomas
‘You can have my husband, but don’t mess with my man...’
Said Irma to the ladies like no other woman can...
Her voice is like an angel, and her skin like caramel...
......