Lyrics

I wake up early, work all day,
Bring home every dime I make.
Fix the house, walk the dog,
Wash the kids, chop the logs.
I rub your back, I scratch your head,
Even call your mama just like you said!
Oh, it ain't gonna suck itself,
I don't ask for nothin' else!
I don't need no fancy cars,
I don't need no big cigar.
I ain't whinin', I ain't mad,
But a man's got needs real bad…
And baby, it ain't… gonna suck itself!
I clean the gutters, trim the trees,
Rub your feet when you're watchin' TV.
Hold your purse, buy you stuff,
Tell you daily you're enough.
I don't drink, don't fool around,
Now tell me why you turn me down?!
Oh, it ain't gonna suck itself,
I could sure use a little help!
I ain't beggin', but come on, hon',
Ain't no shame in havin' fun!
I do everything I can,
Ain't I a deservin' man?
'Cause baby, it ain't… gonna suck itself!
I don't need a trip to Rome,
I don't need a man cave home.
I just need a little sign,
To show me, darlin', you're still mine!
Oh, it ain't gonna suck itself,
Just a lil' love, nothin' else!
I been patient, I been good,
Now don't make me knock on wood!
I ain't greedy, I ain't crude,
But girl, don't kill my country mood…
'Cause baby, it ain't…
No, it sure ain't…
GONNA SUCK ITSELF!
Written by: Terje Berg
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