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