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