Songtexte: Bruce Springsteen. Man's Job.

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Well you can go out with him
Play with all of his toys
But takin? care of you darlin?
Ain?t for one of the boys
Oh there?s somethin? in your soul
That he?s gonna rob
And lovin? you baby lovin? you darlin?
Lovin? you woman is a man?s man?s job
Lovin? you?s a man?s job baby
Lovin? you?s a man?s job
Lovin? you?s a man?s job baby
Lovin? you?s a man?s job

Well now his kisses may thrill
Those other girls that he likes
But when it comes to treatin?
A real woman right
Well all of his tricks
No they won?t be enough
?Cause lovin? you baby lovin? you woman
Lovin? you darlin? is a man?s man?s job
Lovin? you?s a man?s job baby
Lovin? you?s a man?s job
Lovin? you?s a man?s job baby
Lovin? you?s a man?s job

You?re dancin? with him he?s holding you tight
I?m standing here waitin? to catch your eye
Your hand?s on his neck as the music sways
All my illusions slip away

Now if you?re lookin? for a hero
Someone to save the day
Well darlin? my feet
They?re made of clay
But I?ve got somethin? in my soul
And I wanna give it up
But gettin? up the nerve
Gettin? up the nerve
Gettin? up the nerve is a man?s man?s job
Lovin? you?s a man?s job baby
Lovin? you?s a man?s job
Lovin? you?s a man?s job woman
Lovin? you?s a man?s job