Empty me, Fill me up

She's a woman

She wakes up late
Dancing to the sound of the Beatles on her old tape
She knows the truth
But she lives her life
Doesn't bother on what's wrong
Or what's right

She studies hard
They call her a genius
And she can talk for hours
About astrology and physics
And when she gets home to her man
She'll smile with her sweet gentle lips
And take off her coat
As if she just performed with Queens

But when it turns late
And she wants to tell him about her day
He'll grab her thighs
And hold her lips between his teeth
And she'll say please
And he'll lay her down
Cause at the end of the day
She's a woman
And he's a man