Bird dog working hard, giving them blue lights away hey Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Just to hold you for a day Drivin’ all night, drivin’ all night Drivin’ like a bat outta hell Cheap motel’s calling my name No way I’m

I'm glad I found you Giving me love I'm glad I found In the madness of this world When my heart don't seem to work Its you I turn to It get hard it get hard out there Put your arms put your arms right here, oh You don't have to say a word

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

Tired, tired eyes look up and see I've been mining down a dark hole I've been mining in the rocks I've been working for your wonder I've been mining hard and long Now my work has just begun All you've done, the path you've come The things that you've

Will we remember different summers Heads is easy Tails is harder to plan We're like a melody with no words Until we figure it out La, la, la, la, la, la I know it's simple yeah, but it's worked right up 'til now It's up to now

Fuck the world, don't ask me for shit Everything you get you gotta work hard for it (Honeys shake your hips) You don't stop (And niggas pack the clips) Keep on, bitch I used to get feels on a bitch Now I throw shields on the dick, to stop me from that

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

I walked into your store Just to have a look around Asked if you could help me With the bargain I had found Tried to explain to you, darlin' That I was just a working man You came up with some term That I could not understand Oh, little lady

Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer God bless the working man Average Joe, average pay Lace-up boots and faded jeans A homemade sandwich, and a

But sometimes I need a stiff drink Sipping from a high, full glass Let the world fade away But sometimes I need a long drag Yeah, I know it might sound bad She's a small-town, hard-working woman just trying to make a living Working three jobs, feeding