Somebody told me
Boy everything she wants is everything she see
I guess I must have loved you
Because you said you were the perfect girl for me
Baby
Now were six months older
And everything you want and everything you see
Is out of reach not good enough
I dont know what the hell you want from me
Oh
I cant work any harder than I do
Oh
Somebody tell me (wont you tell me)
Why I work so hard for you
(To 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 youve shown me you can take,
Youve got some giving to do
And now you tell me that youre having my baby
Ill tell you that Im happy if you want me to
But one step further and my back will break
If my best isnt good enough
Then how could it be enough for two?
Oh
I cant work any harder than I do
Oh
Somebody tell me (wont you tell me)
Why I work so hard for you
(To give you money, work to give you money)
Why do I do the things I do?
Id tell you if I knew
My God, I dont even think that I love you
Wont you tell me
Give you money
Work to give you money
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