Baby grow old with me Tell me that you love me Say "we'll always work it out" To start a family I know it's kinda scary But it's only temporary doubt I've done a lot of stupid things But promise that you're gonna stay long enough to grow old with me

Sensual, sexy, erotic How you workin' your body ooh You gon' make me You throw out your best To get me outta control, baby

Singing from the garden Only the beginning I'm only getting started I don't mind the digging Baby, I'll work harder Singing from the bottom When you saw me out your window I've been washing dishes

No no no no But we work so well and we don't even know why You can call it fire and ice We don't even know why, no no no We like it in the daytime I don't ask for you to change, baby no no no And you don't ask for me to change Tell me how we're not alike

We ain't gon' last baby Yeah somethin' tells me Oh yeah, oh yeah Let's make it work Yo' intuition has been tellin' you Things that you never knew (never knew) Rubbing shoulders with bitches I used to put on pedestals But still I keep it professional

After all, I'm just a man I'm a blue collar man had a hammer in my hand For the last few years of my life Working double overtime While you sleep alone at night Baby I know it's been a long hard ride Sometimes I forget to say I love you But baby please

Said she'd be back soon And I don't want nobody else to break the seal Let me tell you 'bout my baby She's like a leaf shakin' on a tree My baby don't have to work And she don't have to rob and steal I said my baby don't have to work Man, she don't have

We all have a hunger We all have a hunger (we all have a hunger) Tell me what you need, oh, you look so free The way you use your body, baby, come on and work it for me Don't let it get you down, you're the best thing I've seen We never found the answer

Blame it on the drank, baby Pardon my behavior I'll apologize later Say sorry later Blame it on the drank, drank, drank Said if you leave with me tonight I won't judge you, no, no You know who you dealing with You know who you down (work)

'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do Well I'm a gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar Everytime I call my baby, to try to get a date My boss