I leave the house every mornin' at eight
And I work plenty hard for the money I make
But it's clear to see you don't appreciate
All the things I do for you, baby

You want some of these or you want some of those
The more money I make, well, the faster it goes
And you don't even say thanks for those new pretty clothes
And all the things I do for you, baby

Maybe you think 'cause I work with my hands
That I'm not as smart as some other man
But I pray every night that you'll understand
All the things I do for you, baby

And when I'm in need of somebody to hold
A warm caress when I'm feelin' cold
Oh, you can't afford to tell me no
With all the things I do for you, baby
With all the things I do for you, baby
With all the things I do for you, baby
With all those things I do for you, baby