Mmm-mmm
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
He's home again
from another day
She smiles at him
as he walks
through the door
She wonders if
it will be okay
It's hard for her when
he doesn't respond
He says,
"Babe you look a mess
You look dowdy
in that dress"
It's just not like
it used to be
Then she says
"I may not be a lady
but I'm all woman
From Monday to Sunday
I work harder
than you know
I'm no classy lady
but I'm all woman
And this woman needs
a little love
to make her strong
You're not the only one"
She stands there
and lets the tears flow
Tears that she's been
holding back so long
She wonders where
did all the loving go
The love they used
to share when
they were strong
She says, "Yes,
I look a mess
But I don't love
you any less
I thought you
always thought
enough of me
To always
be impressed"
"I may not be a lady
but I'm all woman
From Monday to Sunday
I work my fingers
to the bone
I'm no classy lady
but I'm all woman
And this woman needs
a little love
to make her strong
You're not the only one"
He holds her
and hangs his
head in shame
He doesn't see her
like he used to do
He's too wrapped up
in working for his pay
He hasn't seen the pain
he's put her through
Attention that he paid
Just vanished in the haze
He remembers how
it used to be
When he used to say
"You'll always be a lady
'cause you're all woman
From Monday to Sunday
I love you much more
than you know
You're a classy lady
'cause you're all woman
This woman needs
a loving man
to keep her warm
You're the only one, one
You're the only one
You're the only one
You're the only one
You're the only one