Tami Neilson - Ain’t My Job lyrics
[Tami Neilson - Ain’t My Job lyrics]
You want me to cook you dinner
But it ain't my job
You're tellin me that I should be thinner
But it ain't my job
My age go up, my value go down
But I got too much money in my bank account
And it's all from not workin for
You cause it ain't my job
You want me to sign your letter
But it ain't my job
Yeah, you want me to make you feel better
But it ain't my job
You make me an offer that
Make me wanna holler
Twenty cents less on every damn dollar
You can stick it
Put a pin in it cause it ain't my job
You want me to keep my mouth shut
But it ain't my job
And then you want me to take a smaller cut
But it ain't my job
You say if I would just smile once in a while
I'd get more honey from
The bees buzzin' 'round keep your flowers
Take a cold shower 'cause it ain't my job
You want me to wear a little dress
But it ain't my job
And then you want me to show a little less
But it ain't my job you tell me act my age
But don't you dare look it
Your ass too big and your teeth too crooked
Your poor mama didn't raise you proper
But it ain't my job
Haha ha ha hell no, hell to the no
Hell no, hell to the no, no
Well, hell no, hell to the no (No)
I don't need no sugar daddy-o
Just like Dolly sayin no to The King
(Hell no, hell to the no, no)
You want half? Make me laugh
Ain't you heard me sing? Haha ha ha ha ha
But it ain't my job
You're tellin me that I should be thinner
But it ain't my job
My age go up, my value go down
But I got too much money in my bank account
And it's all from not workin for
You cause it ain't my job
You want me to sign your letter
But it ain't my job
Yeah, you want me to make you feel better
But it ain't my job
You make me an offer that
Make me wanna holler
Twenty cents less on every damn dollar
You can stick it
Put a pin in it cause it ain't my job
You want me to keep my mouth shut
But it ain't my job
And then you want me to take a smaller cut
But it ain't my job
You say if I would just smile once in a while
I'd get more honey from
The bees buzzin' 'round keep your flowers
Take a cold shower 'cause it ain't my job
You want me to wear a little dress
But it ain't my job
And then you want me to show a little less
But it ain't my job you tell me act my age
But don't you dare look it
Your ass too big and your teeth too crooked
Your poor mama didn't raise you proper
But it ain't my job
Haha ha ha hell no, hell to the no
Hell no, hell to the no, no
Well, hell no, hell to the no (No)
I don't need no sugar daddy-o
Just like Dolly sayin no to The King
(Hell no, hell to the no, no)
You want half? Make me laugh
Ain't you heard me sing? Haha ha ha ha ha