She's been working all day, you'd never know   It's over now as she changes clothes   Leaves it all behind, that old 9 to 5      Already waiting when I come in   Asking how my day has been   Knowing all the time, hers was worse than mine      Now that's a woman, that's a woman      Such a pretty face, no makeup on   Dancing 'round the house to the radio   In my favorite shirt, it looks better on her      Crossing her legs and painting her toes   Sitting in the middle of the living room floor   Putting on a show, she don't even know      Now that's a woman, that's a woman      She's got sexy little ways, sassy little moods   But all I know is her love is true      When we lay down late at night   In my arms, she holds on tight   Whispers low, baby, I love you so      Now that's a woman, that's a woman   Now that's a woman, that's my woman