CHORUS
Come
on, babe on the round about, ride on the merry-go-round,
We all
know what your name is, so you better lay your money down.
Alimony,
alimony payin' your bills,
Livin',
lovin', she's just a woman.
When
your conscience hits, you knock it back with pills.
Livin',
lovin', she's just a woman.
Chorus
Tellin'
tall tales of how it used to be.
Livin',
lovin', she's just a woman.
With
the butler and the maid and the servants three.
Livin',
lovin', she's just a woman.
Nobody
hears a single word you say.
Livin',
lovin', she's just a woman.
But
you keep on talkin' till your dyin' day.
Livin',
lovin', she's just a woman.
Chorus
Livin',
Lovin', She's just a woman.
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