(Get a job) Every morning about this time, my baby's on me and she cryin' About a job At breakfast every day, she throws the want ads my way She never fails to say, get yourself a job (Get a job) And when I read the paper, I read it through and through And my girl never fails to see if there is any work for me And when I get back to the house, I hear that woman's mouth Preaching and a cryin', tellin' me I'm lyin' about a job That I never could find (Get a job) And when I read the paper, I read it through and through And my girl never fails to see if there is any work for me And when I get back to the house I hear that woman's mouth Preaching and a cryin', tellin' me I'm lyin' about a job That I never could find Walking on eggs Sneaking in the back (Get yourself a job)