Song Description

A role reversal tune about the husband staying at home and is tired of being used

Lyrics

What About Me

Another day I don’t get paid, another load to wash away,
Do you think I got nothing to do, but to cater to you, uh uh,
I got the kids to get out the door, do the shoppin and be home by 4,
Have dinner ready for you when you walk through that door,
Well what about me, don’t you see, I’m livin in poverty
You keep all the money, you give nothing to your honey, that’s me, hey hey hey
Hey, what about me.

I get up at the crack of dawn, Make you breakfast and mow the lawn
I gotta iron your clothes , run and get you pantyhose. Oh boy
I’m not one to complain, but this life is so mundane,
I’d stay by your side but, need more than this, double wide
Well what about me, do I have to shout, I’m tired of bein left out
I’m too good looking to be doin all your cookin for free,
So, what about me.

Manicures, pedicures, fancy cars, you live the life of a movie star,
I cook, and I clean and I trim the shrubs,
Then you come home and want a back rub,
Well listen little lady, I don’t mean maybe, I’m thru, takin care of you
If you think pullin weeds, satifies my needs, then I got news for you,
That’s right, You’ll soon be singing the blues.

Well, another day I don’t get paid, Another load to wash away,
Another hair turning gray and a dream that’s fadin away, hey hey,
Another day is passing by, It’s enough to make me cry,
I’m goin to throw down this rag and pack my bag and say goodbye,
Well what about me, don’t you see, I’m livin in poverty
You keep all the money, you give nothing to your honey, that’s me, hey hey hey
Hey, what about me, do I have to shout, I’m tired of bein left out
I’m too good looking to be doin all your cookin for free,
Hey, what about me.
Don’t take me for granted, or you will be livin in misery.