Full Time Job

Capo 2nd fret 

(Verse 1) 
C       G         
I'm a Mother, I'm a lover 
   C 
A chef, a referee 
         G                   C 
I'm a Doctor and a chauffer, seven days a week 
        F                          C             Am 
I ain't asking for a medal, yea, I know you work too 
         C                          G          C 
I'd just like a little credit where credit is due 

 
[Refrão]
        F                                  C 
It's the hardest gig I've known, I work my fingers to the bone 
         G              F             C 
Yea, the dishes and the diapers never stop 
F                         C   Am 
Lousy pay, there ain't no 401k 
  D                       G 
I know this may come as a shock.. 
      F           G         C 
But this here's a full time job  

(Verse 2) 
Well I'm takin' a vacation 
I could use a little fun 
I'll be sippin' on the silence 
And soaking up the sun 
I'm leavin' you my apron 
You can try it on for size 
You said there's nothing to it 
So I'm sure you'll be fine 

It's the hardest gig I've known, I work my fingers to the bone 
Yea, the dishes and the diapers never stop 
Lousy pay, there ain't no 401k 
I know this may come as a shock but this here's a full time job  

In a day or maybe two 
You'll be changing your tune 
By then you'll be ready to drop.. 
Working my full time job 
This here's a full time job