Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
Who finds the money when you pay the rent?
Did you think that money was heaven sent?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase,
Sunday morning creeping like a nun.
Monday's child has learned
to tie his bootlace.
See how they run!
Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest.
See how they run!
Lady Madonna, lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head.
Tuesday afternoon is never ending,
Wedn'sday morning papers didn't come,
Thursday night your stockings needed mending.
See how they run!
Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.