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 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



Oh

I can't work any harder than I do

Oh

Somebody tell me (won't 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 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 could it be enough for two?



Oh

I can't work any harder than I do

Oh

Somebody tell me (won't 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?

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