Ain't She Something Else
Conway Twitty
words and music by Jerry Foster & Bill Rice

Don't you love the way she talks to you
When she's feeling woman warm
And don't it make you feel so good
Just to know she's yours all by yourself

Don't you like to see the sun go down
When she's lying close to you
And can't you feel her all around
And when she loves you Ain't she something else
(chorus)
Ain't she just some kind of lover in the morning
Can't your arms feel the warmness where she slept
Ain't she just all that you have ever wanted
And when she loves you Ain't she something else

Don't you like the way she clings to you
And loves you 'till there's nothing left
And tell me don't her lips taste good
And when she loves you Ain't she something else
(repeat chorus)

When she loves me she's sure something else

transcribed by 
Wallace Hoard (whoard@intranet.ca)