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  • Everything She Wants

  • Artists > George Michael > TwentyFive [Import CD] > Everything She Wants


    Oh yeah
    Work

    Somebody told me
    ~Boy, everything she wants is everything she sees~
    I guess I must have loved you
    ''Cause I said you were the perfect girl for me, baby

    But now we''re six months older
    And everything you want and everything you see
    Is out of reach, not good enough
    I don''t know what the hell you want from me but boy

    Somebody tell me, won''t you tell me
    Why I work so hard for you

    Give you money
    All to give you money

    Some people work for a living
    Some people work for fun, girl, I just work for you
    They told me marriage was a give and take
    Well, show me you can take you''ve got some giving to do

    And now you tell me that you''re having my baby
    I''ll tell you that I''m happy if you want me to
    But one step further and my back will break
    If my best isn''t good enough
    Than how can it be good enough for two

    I can''t work any harder than I do

    Somebody tell me, won''t you tell me

    Why I work so hard for you

    Give you money
    All to give you money

    Why do I do the things I do
    I''d tell you if I knew
    My God, I don''t even think that I love you

    Won''t you tell me

    Give you money
    All to give you money

    Somebody tell me, won''t you tell me

    Why I work so hard for you

    Give you money
    All to give you money

    Somebody tell me, won''t you tell me

    Why I work so hard for you

    Give you money
    All to give you money

    Somebody tell me, won''t you tell me

    Why I do the things that I do

    Give you money
    All to give you money