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
 Any more than fair 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 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 telling you these things
 To let you know how much
 I love this 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'd 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
 Now 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...
 The best of my years went into that man
 And I hope you'll understand