Lady Madonna, children at your feet, wonder how youManage to make ends meet.Who finds the money when you pay the rentDid 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 bedListen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending,Wednesday morning papers didn't come,Thursday night your stockings needed mending.See how they run.
Lady Madonna, children at your feet, wonder how youManage to make ends meet.