Lyrics
[verse]
Six a.m. and the coffee's already cold
Third job of the week and she's running on hope
Uniform pressed and her name on a tag
Nobody sees all the miles that she's dragged
[chorus]
She works hard for the money
So hard for the money
She works hard for the money
You better treat her right
[verse]
Register ringing from the morning to the night
Feet on the tile under fluorescent light
Bills on the table and a family to feed
She keeps on moving at a runner's speed
[chorus]
She works hard for the money
So hard for the money
She works hard for the money
You better treat her right
[bridge]
Nobody gave her a dime for free
Nobody handed her a guarantee
She built it all with her own two hands
Give her the credit, give her a hand
[chorus]
She works hard for the money
So hard for the money
She works hard for the money
You better treat her right