That's Just The Woman In Me
If your shoes refuse to shine
And your legs don't walk in line
And tomorrow'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
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 fatale kind of stuff, yeah
But if you don't know by now
That it's me anyhow
Then baby, you've got it wrong
So if your play gets so confused
And your TV is blowing the fuse
Just come on over, you've got nothing to lose
Oh, yeah, 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, oh yeah
Working on you
Working on you
'Cause I need, I need a man to love
Because I need, I need a man to love
Oh, respect me, protect me, roll over to over
Gonna wait a hundred hours
Buy me a bunch of flowers and love
That's the woman in me, baby
Working on me, oh yeah
Working on me, oh yeah
Working on me, oh yeah
Working on you, oh, oh, oh!
Working on you, oh yeah
Working on you, oh yeah
And your legs don't walk in line
And tomorrow'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
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 fatale kind of stuff, yeah
But if you don't know by now
That it's me anyhow
Then baby, you've got it wrong
So if your play gets so confused
And your TV is blowing the fuse
Just come on over, you've got nothing to lose
Oh, yeah, 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, oh yeah
Working on you
Working on you
'Cause I need, I need a man to love
Because I need, I need a man to love
Oh, respect me, protect me, roll over to over
Gonna wait a hundred hours
Buy me a bunch of flowers and love
That's the woman in me, baby
Working on me, oh yeah
Working on me, oh yeah
Working on me, oh yeah
Working on you, oh, oh, oh!
Working on you, oh yeah
Working on you, oh yeah
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Writer(s): Kimberley Charles Rew
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