If your shoes refuse to shine   And your life's a down walking line   And tomorrow just won't follow 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 walk out of a true chooser boy, 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      Yeah now, I've seen you wandering, baby   Up and down my street   Yeah, trying to explain that love is paint   All the people that you meet      Searching for that imperious   Mysterious femme fatal kinda stuff   But if you don't know by now   That it's me anyhow      And then baby, you got it wrong   So if you're brain gets so confused, yeah   And your TV is blowing a fuse, just come on over   You got nothing to lose, 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      Oh, 'cause I need, I need a man to love me   Because I need, yeah, I need a man to love, oh   Respect me, protect me, now rollover, turnover   Runaway to other towers, buy me a bunch of flowers, oh yeah      That's just the woman in me baby   Working on you, working on you   Working on you, working on you      Oh baby, yeah   Oh baby, yeah   Oh baby, yeah   ...