[Verse 1]
She’s got them bedroom eyes but a mean ol’ mouth,
Shoves me outta bed, says, “Clock in or get out.”
She don’t want kisses, don’t want to cuddle,
Just points to my boots and slaps my bustle.

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s sick in the head, but man, she’s hot,
She gets turned on by my punch-in clock.

[Chorus]
She’s a twisted queen with a filthy tongue,
Loves it when I sweat, loves it when I run.
Says, “Go make that money, you broke-down fool,
I’ll ride you later if you follow the rules.”

[Verse 2]
She don’t cook breakfast, she don’t pack lunch,
Just smacks my backside, says, “Beat that punch.”
Calls me “Daddy” when the bills get paid,
But she’s the devil when I get laid.

[Pre-Chorus]
She don’t moan sweet, she barks my name,
Says, “I get off on your overtime pain.”

[Chorus]
She’s a twisted queen with a filthy tongue,
Loves it when I sweat, loves it when I run.
Says, “Go make that money, you broke-down fool,
I’ll ride you later if you follow the rules.”

[Bridge]
She wants hard hats, steel-toe boots,
Payroll checks and dirty suits.
She says the foreman’s my competition,
But tonight she’s my favorite position.

[Outro]
Yeah, she’s sick, she’s bad, but she’s mine to please,
Got me punchin’ clocks on my hands and knees.
I’ll work that job till my back gives out,
‘Cause her paycheck screams, and her boss-voice shouts.