Hello

May I speak to barbara

Barbara this is shirley

You might not know

Who I am but

The reason

I'm calling you

Is because

I was goin' through

My old man's pockets

This mornin'

And I just happened

To find your name

And number

So woman to woman

I don't think

It's bein' anymore

Than fair

Than to call you

And let you know

Where I'm comin' from

Now barbara

I don't know how

You gonna take this

But whether

You be cool

Or come out of a bag

On me

You see it really

Doesn't make

Any difference

But it's only fair

That I let you know

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 tellin' 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

Whoa oh oh

Woman to woman

Can't you see

Where I'm comin' from

Woman to woman

Ain't that the same

Thing

You would have done

Woman to woman

Now should I

Step aside

And let her take

What's rightfully mine

Whoa 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