Woman To Woman
Composer(s): Homer Banks; Eddie Marion; Henderson Thigpen
Performer(s): Shirley Brown



Hello
May I speak to Barbara
Barbara, this is Shirley
Now you might not know who I am
But the reason I'm callin' you is because
I was goin' 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 bein' any more than fair than to call you
And let you know where I'm comin' 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 bought him
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'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

Whoa, woman to woman
Can't you see where I'm comin' from
And woman to woman
Ain't that the same thing you would have done

Woman to woman
Now should I just step aside
And let her take
What's rightfully mine

Whoa, woman to woman
Was I right or was I wrong
And I ain't gon' 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 talkin' 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 gon' give him up
No, baby, and I ain't lyin'

The best of my years went into that man