Work To Do

by A.  Gerber

I kind of remember the first times I saw you
Through a beer-faced, smokey haze
I had no clue
I’d be spending all these days with you

Now it’s ten years later, still you and me
We got a house, two cars, a family
And there’s one thing for sure, honey
I just love you more and more

But we got work to do
We got work to do
Everything’s rolling along just fine
Then some ugly reminder gives us the sign

We got work to
A bit of work to do
I’ve got my baggage, you’ve got yours too
That’s why we got some work to do

You know I really do appreciate how you zip along through the physical world
Putting everything right in its place
While me I’m sort of there and somewhere else
Stumbling way behind your pace

And then you say something, anything, I get mad
Do an instant replay of dear old dad
You choke beck your tears, your rage
Denying all the good we’ve had

We got work to do
We got work to do
Its time to clean house, be who we want to be
Shake all of those demons from the family tree
We got work to do
We got work to do
We could love each other ’till we both turn blue
But we still got some work to do

Ooh when we’re together, baby,
It couldn’t get any higher
Then something comes along, nobody’s wrong
We just lose touch with the fire

We got work to do
We got work to do
Dirty laundry hidden away
Is bound to mess up our home someday
We got work to do
We got work to do
You’re my best friend, honey and I’m yours too
But we still got some work to do

One and one could be much more than two
But we still got some, not a whole lot
But just a little itty bitty bit a work to do