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