If your shoes refuse to shine
And your legs don't walk in line
And tomorrow is just some other 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 forgot that two twos are four, yeah

That's just the woman in me, baby
That's just the woman in me, baby, yeah
That's just the woman working on you

Oh, oh yeah, now
And I've seen you wandering, baby
Up and down my street, yeah
Trying to explain that I
That all this pain to a
All the people that you meet
Searching for that imperious
Mysterious femme fatal kind of stuff, yeah
But if you don't know by now
That it's me anyhow
Then baby, you've got it wrong

So if your play gets so confused
And your TV is blowing a fuse
Just come on over you've got nothing to lose

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's just the woman in me, baby
That's just the woman in me, baby, yeah
That's just the woman working on you
(Working on you) yeah
Working on you
(Working on you) oh yeah
Working on you
(Working on you) oh yeah
Working on you
(Working on you) oh

'Cause I need, yeah (working on you)
I need a man to love, yeah (working on you)
Because I need, yeah (working on you)
I need a man to love, yeah (working on you)

Oh, respect me, protect me (working on you)
Roll over, come over
Run away to your ivory towers (working on you)
Buy me a bunch of flowers, and love (working on you)
That's the woman in me, baby (working on you)
Working on you
(Working on you) oh yeah
Working on you
(Working on you) oh yeah
Working on you
(Working on you) oh yeah
Working on you
(Working on you) oh, oh, oh, oh
(Working on you)
Working on you
(Working on you) oh yeah
I need a man to love me, yeah
(Working on you) oh yeah
I need a man to love, oh yeah

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Writer(s): Kimberley Rew