A Woman Likes to Be Told Kay Starr

It's been said that a woman is cold
A woman's love can't be bought or sold

A woman likes to be told
That her hair is finest gold
She may know that you're her feller
But it's better when you tell 'er
A woman likes to be told

A woman's funny that way
Clings to every word you say
If it's somethin' sweet and gentle
She'll grow soft and sentimental
And kiss your worries away

So if you think her smile is warm as Summer
Don't you ever keep it from her
For many a heart has been broken
For the want of a word unspoken

A woman likes to be told
That she never will grow old
And the more you say you love 'er
More and more you will discover
A woman likes to be told