| Some judge a man by the way he shakes a hand, and if he looks them in the eye
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| By the way he keeps his cool, the way he treats a fool, and all the things that
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| he can buy
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| His shoes, how they shine, oh but I’ll admit that I
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| Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes
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| The way she holds him when they dance
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| She’s the window to his soul, his best friend don’t you know
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| You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman
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| You could spend all day, watch him work and play, get to know his habits and
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| his friends
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| Learn what makes him laugh, and pry into his past, what makes him cry what
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| makes him sing
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| You may think that you can see right through, oh but the best thing you can do
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| is
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| Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes
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| The way she holds him when they dance
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| She’s the window to his soul, his best friend don’t you know
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| You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman
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| Judge a man by the woman and her smile, the light-up in her eyes
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| The way she holds him when they dance
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| She’s the window to his soul, his best friend don’t you know
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| You judge a day buy the sun, but you judge a man by the woman |