Work - Somebody told me:
Boy
everything she wants is everything she sees.
I guess I must have loved you
Because I said you were the perfect girl for me.
Baby
and now we`re six months older
And everything you want and everything you see
Is out of reach
not good enough.
I don`t know what the hell you want from me.
Somebody tell me - won`t you tell me -
Why I work so hard for you?
Give you money
work to give you money.
Some people work for a living
some people work for fun
Girl
I just work for you.
They told me marriage was a give and take
Well
you`ve shown me you can take
you`ve got some giving to do.
And now you tell me that you`re having my baby
I`ll tell you that I`m happy if you want me to.
But one step further and my back will break
If my best isn`t good enough
then how can it be good enough for two`
I can`t work any harder than I do.
Somebody tell me - won`t you tell me - . . .
Oh
why do I do the tings I do? I`d tell you if I knew.
My God
I don`t even think that I love you !
Won`t you tell me? Give you money
work to give you money.
Work
work
work
work
work
work
work.
Somebody tell me - won`t you tell me - . . .
Somebody tell me - won`t you tell me - . . .
Somebody tell me - won`t you tell me why I do the tings I do?