I fight my way through the 5 o'clock rush hour As daylight slowly leaves the sky I open the door to that little room we call home. Her loving arms are to greet me And her tender lips are always there to greet me, at the end of every day You know, it's always been that way. Then I fight my way through the early morning traffic ahhh, but someone else is heavy on my mind Then I open the door to our favorite little coffeeshop And she's right on time. Her loving arms are there to greet me and her tender lips are there to greet me That's the way I start my day. But it's too bad it dosen't end that way. One woman is making my home While the other woman making me do wrong I didn't intend to let get that strong Now I gotta decide where I belong Her loving arms are there to greet me Ooooo tender lips are there to meet me That's the way I start my day Whoaaaa, too bad so sad it dosen't end that way. One woman making my home, yes she is While the other woman, you know making me do wrong I didn't intend to let this pain get that strong Now I gotta decide where I where I where I belong. One woman ahhhh making my home yes she is now The other woman making this man do wrong I don't know which one to choose, no I don't And neither one can this man bear to lose Oooooo no, no, no I said One woman making my home Ooooo while this other woman making me do wrong, ahhhhh yeah I didn't intend to let this pain get this strong Now I gotta decide where I belong tell me which way to gooooooooo. One woman making my home The other woman got me doing wrong.