Got A Backbeat

My lady left me, my boss gives me no break

What I take home alone the landlord come and take

Take away the pain, take away the tears

And we've had a past too long to stretch out so few years

These years have not been kind to you

These years have not been kind to me

Why do I work to buy me time to pick up the pieces?

Working woman, I've been led astray

I'm never gonna leave again

Our hearts are one, our heads are two

Your strong arms for me, my strong arms for you

These years have not been kind to you

These years have not been kind to me

Why do I work

She works for me

To pick up the pieces