Baby this ain't working, it's a labor of love Its a full time job, the work's never done Twenty-four seven, it's a labor of love Yeah, everything I got, it's all about us I wanna die in your arms, hearing you say my name I know where this is going when I

She knows how to work them cut off things She knows how to get me to do about anything How to bat those eyes, swing them hips, how to rock that cherry red lipstick She knows I can't say no It's seven a.m. baby Trying to catch up on a little sleep Its way

You know I make you wanna run from me, baby But no, it's too late, you've wasted all your time Unwanted clemency Scream 'til there's silence Scream while there's life left vanishing Scream from the pleasure Unmask your desire, perishing