Moody Woman

Well, it’s Saturday night and I’m ready to roll,
Sitting here wondering if she’s gonna go,
When it comes to my baby you never can tell,
She takes me to heaven but, puts me through hell.
Moody woman,
What am I gonna do with you,
Moody woman,
The things you put me through.
Well, some times she loves me some times she don’t,
Some day’s she will and some day’s she don’t,
God, helps a man who has a moody woman.
She keeps my love on hold day’s at a time,
The women is about to drive me out of my mind,
I think for a change that I know what’s gonna come,
Sitting already until she get’s done.