If you know what I mean

There she is again stepping out of her limousine,
Looking like the cover of a twenty dollar magazine.
She's got it where you find it,
If you know what I mean.

She's a…
Natural born woman,
Natural born woman,
Natural born woman.

There she is again, watch her stop the Main Street in its tracks,
Looking like a Creole Queen hair hanging down her back.
I said don't look too long, boy,
She'll make your glasses crack.

(Steve Marriott, Natural Born Bugie, 1968)