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Lyricist: Bruce Springsteen
Lyrics:
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
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
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