Got a Backbeat

My lady left me, my boss gave me no break
What I take home alone, the landlord come and take
Take away the pain, take away these tears
We've had a past too long to stretch out so few years

These years have not been kind to you
These years have not been kind to me
Why do I work to buy me time?
To pick up the pieces

Working woman, well, I've been lead astray
I'm never gonna leave you ever again
Our hearts are one, our heads are two
Your strong arms for me, my strong arms for you

These years have not been kind to you
These years have not been kind to me
Why do I work to buy me time?
To pick up the pieces