LABOR OF LOVE
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He’s finally on his own
Got a little room to call his own
No TV or telephone
No backyard to bury his bone
The work is hard
There’s little pay
No credit card to make his way
The sun sets earlier everyday

It’s his night off to howl at the moon
Morning will be coming soon
No girlfriend or drinking buddy
No relief in sight you see
The work is hard
There’s little play
No credit card to make his way
The sun rises earlier everyday

It’s a labor of love
Searching for someone
It’s a labor of love

He stretches his legs to get some sleep
As fantasy and nightmares creep
Into his simple mind
His troubles he’ll leave behind
The work is hard
There’s little pay
No credit card to make his way
The sun sets earlier everyday

It’s a labor of love
Searching for someone
It’s a labor of love