Hard Luck Story

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