I've got a woman, I love her, lordy lord She cooks my breakfast on Sunday, just like my ma I hang my hat in her house, she don't charge a dime Love me, trust me, never cuss me, you know she's mine I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine Oh, when I'm gone you know she don't hang around And when I'm gone you know she don't follow me down She keeps the night-light burning, lord, she waits for me Taking care of business, lord, she's taking care of me I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine She'd have me do it if I'd do it at all You know I love her, do I love her, lordy-lord I hang my hat in her house, honey, she don't charge a dime Taking care of business, she's taking care of business of mine I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine
