Lyrics Blaine Larsen – I Don’t Wanna Work That Hard

You’ve got an eye for diamonds and things that shine
You want a slick black Jag and a cellar of wine
I’d have to hold two jobs to keep you in my arms
And I don’t wanna work that hard

I met your Mama and she turned up her nose
At my dirty work boots and my co-op clothes
Ain’t gonna kiss her butt just to win her heart
No, I don’t wanna work that hard

I don’t wanna work for something
That’s only gonna add up to nothing
Girl, I gonna miss your loving
Knowing how sweet your kisses are

But you’re always asking me to watch your dog
Bathe em and to feed em, take him out for a walk
Well, he’s a hundred and eighty pound Saint Bernard
Hell, I don’t wanna work that hard

And your old boyfriend is still hanging on
He’s and ex-black belt with a jealous bone
Don’t wanna have to whop him out behind some bar
No, I don’t wanna work that hard

I don’t wanna work for something
That’s only gonna add up to nothing
Girl, I gonna miss your loving
Knowing how sweet your kisses are

Instrumental Interlude

I don’t wanna work for something
That’s only gonna add up to nothing
Girl, I gonna miss your loving
Knowing how sweet your kisses are

I’d have to hold two jobs to keep you in my arms