I used to go around with men you might find strange But being young meant nothing ventured nothing gained Lavish parties were held from Manhattan to Maine All as fickle as castles in Spain I was wasting my time For their world was a stage Like a bird trapped in a guilted cage I was lonely, we met You were young Just a child You would sing You would laugh You were wild. (Bridge + Chorus) A romantic Italian would know how to say All the right things to steal love his way You knew just how to weave that spell to make me feel that I am a woman, Woman, A real woman in your arms. Woman, woman A real woman in your arms You remind me of beaches Caressing the sea With a hundred white horses All galloping free Rocking that look on your face And you eyes shining bright We embraced and you made me feel right For to love you Is wishing for time to stand still And I love you and love you until Cause to me you're a man And you're gentle and kind Who'd believe that I ever would find (Bridge + Chorus) A romantic Italian would know how to say All the rights things to steal love his way And still knows how to read that spell To make me feel that I am a woman, Woman A real woman in your arms Woman, woman A real woman in your arms Woman, woman, A real woman in your arms, Woman, woman, A real woman in your arms, Woman, woman A real woman in your arms (Fades to end)