Sometimes I think I'm going crazy
Staring at the same four walls
Waiting for the working day to end

Then you get home so wasted, worn out
You curse at me and tell me
How you've done the work of ten to fifteen men

How you've struggled for your money
Sweated blood to get us by, yeah

Well I'm tired of it honey
Think I'm gonna have to leave for a while

Don’t give me no hard luck stories
And the way you look at life
And the way you think the world treats you
And the way you treat your wife

Don’t you never look at me
And see that somewhere underneath
A pair of tired eyes are crying out

Well I know you work hard all day long
Kiss me once with meaning
Just to kill this nagging doubt

Well I don't deny you do me proud
And I expect you to be tired
There's no future in our lives
While you persist you’re putting out the fire yeah

Don’t give me no hard luck stories
Just a few well chosen words
'Cause I’m still the woman of a working man
I've got the heart of a working girl