VERSE 1: Somebody told me: Boy everything she wants is everything she sees. I guess I must have loved you Because I said you were the perfect girl for me. Baby VERSE 2: and now we're six months older And everything you want and everything you see Is out of reach not good enough. I don't know what the hell you want from me. Chorus: Somebody tell me - won't you tell me - Why I work so hard for you? Give you money work to give you money. (you get the picture, repeat as before)