Music

Sleepin' On The Job Of Love

Lyrics

Don't tell me I was doing pretty good last night 'cause I caught you
Don't lie about the drug-like visions that my sweet love brought you
Any fool could see you were lying there, limp as a rug
Somebody's been sleepin' on the job of love.

While I was sweatin' like a dog and slavin' like a Viking
It seems you were dreamin' 'bout something more to your liking
Well, either two pull together or one has got to pull the plug
Somebody's been sleepin' on the job of love.

Well, girls ain't a dozen to the dime
Yeah, a good one's hard to find
They don't rain down from the skies above
And love, they tell me, is blind
Oh, but everybody draws a line
And my love stops when I'm bein' made a fool of

From now on you'll be passin' out less and pulllin' your weight more
And when the sun goes down, I'm sure gonna get what I paid for
Yeah, it's company time when the bedroom door swings shut
And there'll be no more sleepin' on the job of love.

Guitar Chords/Tab

VS1
       F                                                  C
Don't tell me I was doing pretty good last night 'cause I caught you
                                                     F
Don't lie about the drug-like visions that my sweet love brought you
                                                  Bb
Any fool could see you were lying there, limp as a rug
                   C                       F
Somebody's been sleepin' on the job of love.
 
VS2
            F                                       C
While I was sweatin' like a dog and slavin' like a Viking
                                                        F
It seems you were dreamin' 'bout something more to your liking
                                                      Bb
Well, either two pull together or one has got to pull the plug
                    C                   F
Somebody's been sleepin' on the job of love.
 
BR
       Bb                      C
Well, girls ain't a dozen to the dime
          F
Yeah, a good one's hard to find
                                      C
They don't rain down from the skies above
      Bb                  C
And love, they tell me, is blind
        F                   Bb
Oh, but everybody draws a line
      G                                   C
And my love stops when I'm bein' made a fool of
 
VS3
            F                                         C
>From now on you'll be passin' out less and pulllin' your weight more
                                                        F
And when the sun goes down, I'm sure gonna get what I paid for
                                                        Bb
Yeah, it's company time when the bedroom door swings shut
                        C                   F
And there'll be no more sleepin' on the job of love.