A Woman's Intuition

I can’t read nobody’s mind
Can’t tell you 'bout people by their zodiac sign
Can’t tell fortune from a cup of tea, no, no
There’s only one gift been given to me
I ain’t puttin' it down to superstition
You can’t mess with a woman’s intuition
Can’t get no vibes from a crystal ball
And dialin' a psychic’s a useless call
'Cause I get all the guidance I need
From that voice inside of me
Don’t try puttin' it down to superstition
You can’t mess with a woman’s intuition
Intuition
Whoa
So, ladies, keep your heads on straight
If your man’s been comin' home late
When your mechanic adds up your total bill
Or the bartender turns his back to you before he hands you your refill
I never called it premonitions
I ain’t puttin' it down to superstition
You can’t mess with a woman’s
You can’t mess with a woman, no
You can’t mess with a woman’s intuition
Oh, no, no, no, no, no
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh uh