text: Well you can go out with him
  Play with all of his toys
  But takin care of you darlin
  Aint for one of the boys
  Oh theres somethin in your soul
  That hes gonna rob
  And lovin you baby lovin you darlin
  Lovin you woman is a mans mans job
  Lovin yous a mans job baby
  Lovin yous a mans job
  Lovin yous a mans job baby
  Lovin yous a mans 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 wont be enough
  Cause lovin you baby lovin you woman
  Lovin you darlin is a mans mans job
  Lovin yous a mans job baby
  Lovin yous a mans job
  Lovin yous a mans job baby
  Lovin yous a mans job
  Youre dancin with him hes holding you tight
  Im standing here waitin to catch your eye
  Your hands on his neck as the music sways
  All my illusions slip away
  Now if youre lookin for a hero
  Someone to save the day
  Well darlin my feet
  Theyre made of clay
  But Ive 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 mans mans job
  Lovin yous a mans job baby
  Lovin yous a mans job
  Lovin yous a mans job woman
  Lovin yous a mans job