| Ha, it’s a lonely little bedroom or it could be a club
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| Where the lights are low, where you’ve got the stuff
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| Well there’s a man in a coat and his hair slick back
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| Well he bites his finger nails, he’s laying back
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| Chorus: He needs a woman, woman, woman
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| A woman, woman, woman
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| He needs a woman, woman, woman
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| Yes he wants it just, he needs it, he wants it just, he needs it,
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| he wants it just, he needs it at home
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| I’ve got one on my own.
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| Ah well there’s a spiky blonde, showing her legs
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| He’s got to crawl down, he’s got to beg
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| Well she leers at him, she says «Come on»
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| But he’s got to pay for being alone
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| Chorus
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| Well it’s dark in the streets, the pavements are slime
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| He don’t know about the day, he can’t find the time
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| Well he’s searching in windows, in alleyways too
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| He bows his head, he can’t face the truth
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| Chorus
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| Ah so what do you do? |
| You just go to bed
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| Stare at the wallpaper, the light over your head
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| Just a single bulb, just a single light
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| Oh what day is it? |
| That’s perpetual night
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| Chorus
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| How you’re feeling (x2)
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| I know how you’re feeling
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| How is it going?
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| Don’t you cry
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| Never cry no more (x2)
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| Never see you cry no more
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| It’s a sad sad song
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| Of the woman, woman, woman
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| You need a woman, woman, woman (x6) |