I leave the house every morning at eight
And I work pretty hard for the money I make
But its clear to see,  you dont appreciate
All the things, that I did for you baby

Well, you want some of these, or you want some of those
The more money I make, the faster it goes
And you dont say thanks for those new pretty clothes
And all the things I do for you baby

Why cant you see
Just what youre doing to me
Baby, its true
All what Im doing, Im doing for You

Maybe you think cos I work with my hands
That Im not as smart as some of the men
But I pray every night, that youll understand
All the things I do for you baby

Why cant you see
Just what youre doing to me
Baby, its true
All that Im doing, Im doing for You

When Im in need of somebody to hold
One caress when Im feeling cold
You cant afford to tell me no
With all the things I do for you baby

With all the things I do for you baby.

