(McNabb)      There's food in the kitchen   And there's money in the bank,   A dog in the backyard, two fishes in a tank,   Cable television and a library full of books,   A sportscar by the front door,   A pop song full o'hooks   There's whiskey in the cupboard   And there's vodka in a glass,   Sunshine in the sunroom,   Four different types of grass,   You can take it with you,   You can leave it all behind,   It doesn't mean a thing to me,   I got a woman on my mind      I got a woman on my mind   I wish I'd never hurt her,   She took so long to find.   I got a woman on my mind,   And there's nothing like a woman's touch   When you're in a bind...      There's music on the tape deck,   And there's good things to enjoy,   Children playin' in the park,   A girl for every boy,   Summer came round early   And they say it's leavin late,   Roll on sweet September,   I'm resigned unto my fate,   There's nothing you could tell me   That I think I wanna hear,   Don't y'know it hurts like hell,   D'ya need another beer?   The memory of her sugar kisses,   Fill me up inside,   Runs around like china white,   I got a woman on my mind