Work It

Spray a little perfume on a thank you card
For my Romeo down at the dollar mart
Show some 'preciation and I get all the soap I need
For my crock pot steamin' full of prize winning chili
The butcher's name is Richard, but I say "Hey, Willy,"
Won't ya wrap me up a pound of that grass fed grade A beef

No harm done, I ain't breakin' the law
I'm just a coupon clipper with a push up bra
When ya got good looks but no money to burn
Hey all ya'll ladies just gotta learn
How to work it
Ya gotta work it

I keep my 87 El Camino runnin good
The boys down at Tuffy's love what's under the hood
I strut right in, in my tight leopard skin
And with their sly little grins
They'll throw in a wash for free

No harm done, I ain't breakin' the law
I'm just a coupon clipper with a push up bra
When ya got good looks but no money to burn
Hey all ya'll ladies just gotta learn
How to work it
Ya gotta work it

It helps to have long lashes when you're short on pay
With the right shade of lips, ya blow 'em a kiss
And it's amazin' all the money you save

No harm done, I ain't breakin' the law
I'm just a coupon clipper with a push up bra
When ya got good looks but no money to burn
Hey all ya'll ladies just gotta learn
How to work it
Ya gotta work it

Work it to the left
Work it to the right
Work it all day
And you work it all night
Work it to the left
Work it to the right
Work it all day
And you work it all night
You gotta work it



Credits
Writer(s): Rory Bourke, David Brainard, Jenny Toleman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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