If you hear her cry at nightBetter turn on your lightMaybe your baby's got the bluesWhen she says there's nothing wrongShe just wants to be aloneYou can bet your baby's got the bluesWomen like men to make the first moveAnd touch her like he used toWhen there's achin' in her heartOnly tenderness can findWomen like men to make them feel aliveAnd keep her apron strings untiedYes, women like menTo love them through the blues sometimeWhen her days all run the sameAnd she says she thinks she needs a changeMaybe your baby's got the bluesIf she says she's just a wifeAnd so far from the glamorous lifeYou can bet your baby's got the bluesWomen like men to make the first moveAnd touch her like he used toWhen there's achin' in her heartOnly tenderness can findWomen like men to make them feel aliveAnd keep her apron strings untiedYes, women like menTo love them through the blues sometimeYes, women like menTo love them through the blues sometimes, hmm-mm
