Lyrics:

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 tied 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 dead

Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking need mending
See how they run

Lady Madonna
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet