I fight my way through the 5 o'clock rush hour

As daylight slowly leaves the sky

I open the door to that little room we call home.

Her loving arms are to greet me

And her tender lips are always there to greet me, at

the end of every day

You know, it's always been that way.

Then I fight my way through the early morning traffic

ahhh, but someone else is heavy on my mind

Then I open the door to our favorite little coffeeshop

And she's right on time.

Her loving arms are there to greet me

and her tender lips are there to greet me

That's the way I start my day.

But it's too bad it dosen't end that way.

One woman is making my home

While the other woman making me do wrong

I didn't intend to let get that strong

Now I gotta decide where I belong

(musical interlude)

Her loving arms are there to greet me

Ooooo tender lips are there to meet me

That's the way I start my day

Whoaaaa, too bad, so sad

it doesn't end that way.

One woman making my home, yes she is

While the other woman, you know making me do wrong

I didn't intend to let this pain get that strong

Now I gotta decide, where I, where I, where I belong.

One woman ahhhh making my home yes she is now

The other woman making this man do wrong

I don't know which one to choose, no I don't

And neither one can this man bear to lose

Oooooo no, no, no

I said

One woman making my home

Ooooo while this other woman making me do wrong, ahhhhh

yeah

I didn't intend to let this pain get this strong

Now I gotta decide where I belong, tell me, which way

to gooooooooo.

One woman making my home,

(fading) The other woman got me doing wrong.