She don’t even like my mother
Guess its time to leave her dead
She got the hots for older brother
Yes believe that’s what I said
Girl gone mad she keeps on talking bout how she’s gonna live
Not with me oh lord, oh lord I got so much more to give

She’s hard work
Oh, she’s hard work
She’s too much for me
She’s hard work
Oh, she’s hard work
The girl is history

Oh my lord that woman’s a danger
Well especially round my friends
A glassy glance just one more dance
And a number in the hand
Girl gone mad she keeps on thinking that the boy he can not see
There aint no point hanging around cause the girl is history

She’s hard work
Oh, she’s hard work
She’s too much for me
She’s hard work
Oh, she’s hard work
The girl is history

Well man she’s got the deepest pockets
That I think I’ve ever seen
Not to bothered about the girls good loving
But I’m more concerned about the green
Girls gone mad she keeps on talking bout how I’m gonna work
I’m a singer not a grafter baby so I’d rather do my thing in church

She’s hard work
Oh, she’s hard work
She’s too much for me
She’s hard work
Oh, she’s hard work
The girl is history