The Handyman

You're punctual You're a gentleman you take me to the country club on the weekends He's got money to throw on friends he's got money to throw on name brands Cause when you're driving fast cars I'm a piece on your arm This is the life you gave me and I'm saying Thank you baby Sometimes I sneak out at night when I start to fantasize about someone I shouldn't About the handyman not a dime to his name but I don't give a damn Because he loves me He's just a handy-man but he's mending my heart He's got the roughest hands but the softest eyes Da da da da he loves me Da da da da but money is king Da da da da he loves me Da da da da but money is everything You've got California money I'm a southern belle with nothing Stuff is just stuff to me but stuff it means everything The handyman he feels like home he's all that I've ever known He's country and wild and free but i know he's struggling Baby I'm sorry I stayed out all night I really just lost track of time I won't do it again I was with a friend I promise nothing more I don't think I'll ever tell f*ck I play the part so well I can live comfortably you spoil me endlessly Cause when we're asleep and I'm in your arms I keep having dreams about someone About the handy-man not a dime to his name but I don't give a damn Because he loves me He's just a handy-man but he's mending my heart He's got the roughest hands but the softest eyes Da da da da he loves me Da da da da but money is king Da da da da he loves me Da da da da but money is everything I love you I do But I can't be with you My family would all disapprove I will always love you