Chris Rea - Working On It Lyrics
Oh how Id love it girl, just you and meTake the day and flyBut oh this job, its got the best of meTell you why, tell you whySomebody above is in a desperate stateSome kind of urgency, the kind that wont waitI say tomorrow, he say todayAnd the man in my head well he tell me no wayKeep workingI got eight little fingers and only two thumbsWill you leave me in peace while I get the work doneCant you see Im workingOh, oh Im working on itOh, oh Im working on itWell theyre coming from above meAnd theyre coming from belowYea theyre in there right behind meEverywhere that I goAnd my buddy, hes screaming down the telephone lineHe say gimme, gimme, gimmeI say I aint got the timeOh, oh cant you see Im working on itOh, oh Im working on itYea, yea, oh tell emHow Id love it girl, just you and meTake the day and flyBut oh, this job its got the best of meTell you whyWell theyre coming from above meAnd theyre coming from belowYea theyre in there right behind meEverywhere that I goMy buddy, hes screaming down the telephone lineHe say gimme, gimme, gimmeI say I aint got the timeOh, oh cant you see Im working on itOh, oh Im working on itOh, oh Im workingOh, oh cant you see Im working on it
