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.