Lyrics

Well there ain’t enough hours in a day,
When the work gets in the way,
And the wrong folks get your overtime.
All day long on the job, no time left to play.
When it comes to lovin’ my baby there ain’t enough hours in a day.
When we first got together the days would last forever.
No worries just good lovin’ on our minds.
But each day we get older there’s more weight upon our shoulders,
And a little time for lovin’s hard to find.
Well there ain’t enough hours in a day,
When the work gets in the way,
And the wrong folks get your overtime.
All day long on the job, no time left to play.
When it comes to lovin’ my baby there ain’t enough hours in a day.
They say that life’s made for livin’ but all this time we’re givin’,
Might be enough to put us in the ground.
After a long day of workin’ when it’s time to draw the curtain,
We barely have enough to lay it down.
Well there ain’t enough hours in a day,
When the work gets in the way,
And the wrong folks get your overtime.
All day long on the job, no time left to play.
When it comes to lovin’ my baby there ain’t enough hours in a day.
Yeah when it comes to lovin’ my baby there ain’t enough hours in a day.
Written by: Matt Hillyer
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