Lyrics:

A little low on cash
But Im high on luck
I wanna be your knight in shining pickup truck

With a Chevy for my summer home
Lets get the party started
Its looking like the city towed my other apartment

She got a doorbell sign that said:
Bring it or dont ring it.

Shes the woman (Go on)
Shes the woman
Shes the woman
Shes the woman

Fate is my pimp
But she was cool
Said if youre doin business with me, honey
What does that make you?

Some Casablanca gin joint?
Youre a nervous wreck
Your I.Q. plummets fourteen points
Her thunder thong around your neck

The song aint dirty
Its really just the way we sing it
(Sing it)

Shes the woman (Sing it)
Shes the woman
Shes the woman
Shes the woman, ho

She wanted something to regret
Tomorrow morning
This suburban garage-a-trois was worth exploring

Yeah dreams come true
But it remains to be seen
By the time mine usually do its no longer me

She got a doorbell sign:
You better bring it, or dont ring it.

Shes the woman
Shes the woman
Shes the woman