Seems like I’m always giving it up
Seems like he’s always living it up
Seems like I’m always cleaning it up
Seems like he’s always living it up

And he always has an answer
And he holds it in his hand
And he acts just like the master of the land

Seems like I’m always giving it up
Seems like he’s always living it up
My, my, my, my, my—it’s never enough
I’m just a baby, drinking it up

And he always has an answer
And he holds it in his hand
And he acts just like the master of the land

Seems like I’m always giving it up
Seems like he’s always living it up
My, my, my, my, my—it’s never enough
I’m just an angel—doing her stuff

And he always has an answer
And he holds it in his hand
And he acts just like the master of the land