Woman To Woman

Hello, may I speak to Barbara

Barbara, this is Shirley

You might not know who I am

But the reason I am calling you is because

I was going through my old man's pockets this morning

And I just happened to find your name and number

So woman to woman

I don't think it's being anymore than fair

Then to call you and let you know where I'm coming from

Now Barbara, I don't know how you're gonna take this

But whether you be cool or come out of a bag on me

You see it doesn't really make any difference

But it's only fair that I let you know that

That the man you're in love with, he's mine

From the top of his head, to the bottom of his feet

The bed he sleeps in and every piece of food he eats

You see, I make it possible

The clothes on his back

Ha ha, I buy them

The car he drives, I pay the note every month

So I'm telling you these things

To let you know how much I love that man

And woman to woman

I think you'll understand just how much I'll do to keep him

Woman to woman

If you've ever been in love

Then you know how I feel

And woman to woman

Now, if you were in my shoes

Wouldn't you have done the same thing too

Oh, oh, woman to woman

Can't you see where I'm coming from

Woman to woman

Ain't that the same thing you would've done

Woman to woman

Now should I just step aside

And let her take what's rightfully mine

Oh, oh, woman to woman

Was I right or was I wrong

I ain't gonna let you break up my happy home

Now woman to woman

Now you see I don't want no trouble now

I hope you understand

I love that man and he's mine

I'm talking to you

Woman to woman

You should be woman enough to understand

That man, I love that man

Woman, woman

Woman to woman, he's mine

And I ain't gonna give him up

My baby, I ain't lying, now

Best of my years into that man

I hope you'll understand