Weekday mornings find me moody   I kiss my wife goodbye   I drive the boss to work each day      At the office, no one's watching   Can I catch her eye?   The hours squeeze by, the boss works late   Still I'll always wait and drive her home with me and say      Nancy, let your hair down for me   Nancy, leave the office behind, then   Nancy, let that fall off your shoulders   I'll be your husband once again   Nancy      Nancy, I don't mind I'm happy working overtime      Nancy, let your hair down for me   Nancy, leave the office behind, then   Nancy, let that fall off your shoulders   I'll be your husband once again      Nancy, let your hair down for me   Nancy, leave the office behind, then   Nancy, let that fall off your shoulders   I'll be your husband once again