She`s a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home
Oh poor ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home
She`s just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home
To come home

A rat run cross the floor, a roach turn up the wall
Everything is noisy around her, that don`t seem to bother her at all
Cause she`s a ghetto woman, sittin there all alone
She`s just a ghetto woman waitin for her man to come home
To come home

Yes, the tv`s on, radio blastin` the news
Somebody down the hall, playin the low down dirty blues
My ghetto woman, she`s all alone
She`s just a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home
To come home

'Cause she`s a ghetto woman, said she`s a ghetto woman
Oh, ghetto woman, what`s on your mind
Sometimes I look in your face, can`t help but cry.

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Writer(s): B.B. KING, DAVE CLARK