If your shoes refuse to shine And your legs don't walk in line And tomorrow it's just some other time, yeah That's just the woman in me, baby That's just the woman in me, baby That's just the woman working on you
And if your feet can't find the floor And your key won't fit the door And you forgot just that two twos are four, yeah That's just the woman in me, baby That's just the woman in me, baby That's just the woman working on you
Oh yeah, now And I've seen you wandering, baby Up and down my street, yeah Trying to explain That love is pain To all the people that you meet Searching for that imperious, mysterious femme fatal kind of stuff, yeah But if you don't know by now That it's me anyhow Then baby, you've got it rough
So if your brain gets so confused and your TV is blowing a fuse just come on over, you've got nothing to lose
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah That's just the woman in me, baby That's just the woman in me, baby That's just the woman working on you Working on you Working on you Working on you
'Cause I need, I need a man to love Because I need a man to love...