Hold on tight,
hold on tight, hold on tight, hold on tight
A seven day week can
make a girl pretty sad
And a full year's work
can make a girl real mad
I get up early and I come home late
I work to the bone for the hourly rate
Broken pride and worn down shoes
I'm working hard to pay my dues
My hopes are high, but the balance is low
Next week's check has
been a month ago
Pull up tight
Pull up tight
Pull up tight
Pull up tight
Now I'm not one for lucky charms
Since I found my man in another girl's arms
I kiss at home and I kiss away
I told him straight that he
didn't have to stay
No money there, no time to wait
Might look alright, but it's bitter to taste
When love walks out and shuts the door,
you don't feel like loving anymore.
Hold on tight.
Hold on tight.
Hold on tight.
Hold on tight.
I've worked so hard, my palms are up
And I've laughed so hard,
but not enough
When money's sure and love is too
You gotta hold on tight
and see it through
When daylight ends and I go to sleep I've
got a tired heart and aching feet
Every man I find don't do me right
Till I find someone I'll hold on tight
Hold on tight
Hold on tight
Hold on tight
Hold on tight
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