He slips on his worn out jeans,

She buttons up his shirt.

A sleepy smile and a goodbye kiss,

He's up and off to work.

He puts in a forty hour week, 

But she's on his mind full-time.

And he'll give it everything he's got,

Cause he's all her's at five.



Cause he's a...





Workin' Man.

He don't mind workin' overtime.

For the trust and the touch of a woman 

Come rain or shine.

He's got workin' hands.

And puts his heart in everything he does,

Cause he's a workin' man, 

Workin' on a thing called love.





Things get fun when he gets home,

She kinda likes it when he's around.

She's got a honey-do list with a lipstick kiss, 

Says meet me when the sun goes down.





Cause he's a...



Workin' Man.

He don't mind workin' overtime.

For the trust and the touch of a woman 

Come rain or shine.

He's got workin' hands.

And puts his heart in everything he does,

Cause he's a workin' man, 

Workin' on a thing called love.







She could've had anyone she wanted,

But she's never wanted more

Than a man who was willin' to die,

For the woman he's living for.





Yeah, he's a workin' man.

He don't mind workin' overtime.

For the trust and the touch of a woman 

Come rain or shine.

He's got workin' hands.

And puts his heart in everything he does,

Cause he's a workin' man, 

Workin' on a thing called love.



Workin on a thing called love. 

Workin on a thing called love.