I fight my way through the 5 o'clock rush hour As
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
Her loving arms are there to greet me and her
there to greet me That's the
One woman is making my home While
the other woman making me do wrong I didn't
I gotta decide where I belong
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
One woman making my home, yes she is While
you know making me do wrong I
didn't intend to let this pain get that strong Now
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,
neither one can this man bear to lose Oooooo
woman making my home Ooooo
while this other woman making me do wrong,
didn't intend to let this pain get this strong Now I
gotta decide where I belong tell
One woman making my home (fading) The
other woman got me doing wrong.