Adrian Carmine - My Job Is Loving You Lyrics

Well I don't have lots of money
And I don't have fancy things
My clothes are often torn and tattered
My baby I can't buy you diamond rings
(Sha la la)

But working twenty four seven
(Ooh wee ooh)
You'd think I'd have a lot
(Sha la la)
I have all that I can ask for with the love you pay me

My job is loving you
(You loving you)
Loving you
(You loving you)

Your daddy often tells me
I should up and get a job
(Thats for real)
Little does he know I'm working overtime
That my job's in high demand
(High demand)

As I'm holding you tightly
(Tightly)
I feel like the richest man
(Richest man)
Girl my paycheck are your kisses and your hugs
You love me

My job is loving you
(You loving you)
Loving you
(You loving you)

Working day and night
And no I'm never late for work
And no I ain't want no raise
In love with loving you
In love with loving you
In love with loving you until the end of time
Sit in traffic everyday

(La la la la la loving you)
I'm working so hard
(La la la la la loving you)
I ain't even mad
(La la la la la loving you)
(La la la la la loving you)
In love with loving you until the end of time