Earn My Affections
I work hard for what I got/Plenty overtime/When I clock out I’m worn and beat down/But still ready to fly (Here you come with those)/Unsteady eyes/Like you been lookin’ for something you cannot find/Right through me/Like my fruit ain’t fit for makin’ pie//(Chorus) You’ve got to/Earn my affections/Put your back into it/Before we get this show on the road/Don’t make me/Lose all my self-respect/I ain’t desperate yet so/Come on now stop actin’ out and act like you know//You’re a beautiful mess/But every attic has a treasure/And I’ve been known to throw my apron on/And scrub to reveal a shine (Let the good lord have)/Mercy on you before I do/If you were in the area and just passin’ through/Come correctly, come strong/And don’t drag your good foot behind//Chorus//You set a pretty table and serve me raw meat/Ask me to your show but don’t save me a seat/Say together we can sail, then add me to your fleet/The perfect pair of pants are ruined with the addition of a pleat/I demand a flat surface/Where I can firmly plant my feet/And stand, it’s my democratic right to say man you should//Chorus