Lyrics Working on It - Chris Rea

Working on It

how I’d love it girl
just you and me Take the day and fly.
But oh this job it’s got the best of me Tell you why
tell you why:
Somebody above is in a desperate state
Some kind of urgency
the kind that won’t wait.
I say: Tomorrow.
He say: today.
And the man in my head
well
he tell me: No way.
— Keep working.
I got eight little fingers and only two thumbs
Will you leave me in peace while I get the job done?
Can’t you see i’m working?
Oh oh
I’m working on it oh
oh