Whoa, she's a working girl Come Monday morning, you see her waiting On the street for her ride In an hour she'll be working In a tower made of steel in the sky She's just a pawn in the struggle In a never-ending fight to survive Mama had to play someone else's game You learn to keep it inside Chorus: Working girl, she's a working girl Living in a man's world Working girl, you gotta take a stand girl The boss checks out her body She's on the telephone telling his lies Run and get the coffee And a smile hides the rage in her eyes Tonight she's searching for a reason As she's walking home alone in the rain Mama had to play someone else's game Someday she's breaking the chain (chorus) Nobody knows the dreams She dares to dream The plans she had made Or the times she has prayed inside Or what tears at her pride
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