(McNabb)

There's food in the kitchen

And there's money in the bank,

A dog in the backyard, two fishes in a tank,

Cable television and a library full of books,

A sportscar by the front door,

A pop song full o'hooks

There's whiskey in the cupboard

And there's vodka in a glass,

Sunshine in the sunroom,

Four different types of grass,

You can take it with you,

You can leave it all behind,

It doesn't mean a thing to me,

I got a woman on my mind

I got a woman on my mind

I wish I'd never hurt her,

She took so long to find.

I got a woman on my mind,

And there's nothing like a woman's touch

When you're in a bind...

There's music on the tape deck,

And there's good things to enjoy,

Children playin' in the park,

A girl for every boy,

Summer came round early

And they say it's leavin late,

Roll on sweet September,

I'm resigned unto my fate,

There's nothing you could tell me

That I think I wanna hear,

Don't y'know it hurts like hell,

D'ya need another beer?

The memory of her sugar kisses,

Fill me up inside,

Runs around like china white,

I got a woman on my mind