"Work For Me" lyrics

"Work For Me"

Work for me
Lighter than a feather
Living on the run
Hotter than a desert
Higher than the sun

Working for my baby
Sleeping on the ground
How much can you pay me?
Could you help me out?

I need you to work for me
Like I work for you
I need you to work for me
Like I work for you

I got myself together
So catch me if you can
I'm genuine leather
Hard-Working-Man
Nothing is for nothing
Living isn't free
You better gimme something
Or you'll be out on the street

I need you to work for me
Like I work for you
I need you to work for me
Like I work for you

I thought I needed someone
What I need was you
Baby you have my heart now
Please don't break it in two

I thought I needed someone
What I need was you
Baby you have my heart now
Please don't break it in two

Oh... If living was easy
Yeah, People'd be working for free
You need to work for me honey
Like I work for you

I need you to work for me
Like I work for you
I need you to work for me
Like I work for you
What?


Writer(s): Derek Richard Thomas, Nolan Dean Levine, Sam Lydston Plecker, Trevor James Sutton
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