I working as a domestic
Wife in Prince's Tom
But the madam, she a me sick
The way how she's getting on
As I reach in the morning
All day me name calling
She's too miserable
Dirty things she want me to do

It's Rose
You wash up the wares
(No, madam)
You clean down the stairs
(No, madam)
Entertain the guests
(No, madam)
You clean up the mess
No, madam
No, madam

No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam

When I speaking to the madam
You have to believe me
I have to be at attention
Like if I be in the army
I have to wash, starch, and iron
For the children and the husband
I working like an elephant
For only twenty dollars a month

It's Rose
You clean the kitchen
(No, madam)
You empty the dustbin
(No, madam)
You mop up the floor
(No, madam)
You empty the pool
No, madam
No, madam

No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam

I make up me mind to leave
And go back in Tobago
But the madam, she start to grieve
Telling me, "Rosie, don't go"
She turn and she telling me
She go raise up my salary
I said, "Madam, don't worry
I can take the torment and misery"

It's Rose
You feed the baby
(No, madam)
You bathe the puppy
(No, madam)
You wash the dish
(No, madam)
You wash the saltfish
No, madam
No, madam

No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam
No, madam