Chris Norman

there was a wild kind of woman
she was a child of her time
to know her well was to love her
she was a good friend of mine

she fell in love with a stranger
but he treated her cruel
she had the heart of an angel, wooh. ooh
but she was nobody's fool

one moonless night she was dreamng
as he came to her bed
he took her angrily and wildly
not a word had he said

and in the morning she waited
the knife she held felt so cool
she had the heart of an angel, wooh. ooh
but she was nobody's fool