She's a ghetto woman,
waiting for her man to come home.
Oh!, poor ghetto woman
waiting for her man to come home.
She's just a ghetto woman
waiting for her man to come home.
To come home

A rat run cross the floor,
a roach turn up the wall.
Everything is noisy around her,
that don't seem to bother her at all.
'Cause she's a ghetto woman,
sitting there all alone.
She's just a ghetto woman
waiting for her man to come home.
To come home.

Yes, the tv on, radio blasting the news
Somebody down the hall,
playin the low down dirty blues.
My ghetto woman,
she's all alone.
She's just a ghetto woman,
waiting for her man to come home.
To come home.

'Cause She's a ghetto woman,
said She's a ghetto woman
Oh, ghetto woman,
what's on your mind?
Sometimes I look in your face,
can't help but cry.