Lyrics:
Lady MadonnaChildren at your feetWonder how you manageTo make ends meetNow who finds the moneyWhen you pay the rentDid you think that moneyWas Heaven sentFriday night arrive without no suitcaseSunday morning creeping like a nunMonday's child has learnedTo tie his bootlegsSee how they runLady MadonnaBabies at your breastWonders how you manageTo feed the restSee how they runLady MadonnaLying on your bedListen to the musicPlaying in your headTuesday afternoon is never endingWednesday morning paper didn't comeThursday nightYour stockings needed mendingSee how they runLady MadonnaChildren at your feetWonder how you manageTo make ends meet