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?