She's over time and underpaid
She's kicking ass and taking nays
She's punching that clock, she's climbing that ladder
She's spinning those wheels
She can do your job ten times better and do it in heels
So get your glass up for the working woman
When you gotta get * done, call the working woman
Thank God for the working woman
All these countries run by
The working woman
Don't be fooled, she ain't no pretty face
She rules as a roost, she runs this place
From a mop and a broom to a corner office with a big old desk
Cause everybody knows, ain't nobody knows
Like a woman had a clean mess
And get your glass up for the working woman
Get your glass up for the working woman
When you gotta get * done
You better thank God
Thank God
This country is run
Yeah