[Verse 1]
Well, 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?

[Verse 2]
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

[Verse 3]
Well, Lady Madonna lying on the bed
Mmm, listen to the pretty music in your head
Music playing in your head
Pretty music playing in your pretty head

[Outro]
Thank you, baby
Thank you
Thank you, baby
Thank you, thank you, baby
Thank you, Lady Madonna
Hoo-hoo