When I
worked in the factory, baby,
on the assembly line
I was stackin' those rubber, baby,
right into overtime
Lining up at the punch clock, honey,
when the whistle blew
I was making that good money, baby,
money for me and you
When I walked in the factory, baby,
pumping oil and grease
Making sure those big machines
kept banging and never ceased
Well I bought us a brand new car
And I bought us a home
And every morning
I'd be right back in
that Thunderdome
And all that money went
through our hands
With all that time and all those plans
And all those things that we used to do
Now it feels like I'm losing you too
When I worked in the factory, baby
Out on those loaded docks
I was driving that hollow,
Unloading all those trucks
I froze all winter long, baby
And the summers were hell
I was a working fool for you, honey
Till they drop the bombshell
And all that money went
through our hands
With all that time and all those plans
And all those things that we used to do
Now I feel like I'm losing you too
When I worked in the factory, baby
I earned every penny I made
Now the man on the TV is saying
that we were so overpaid
But how can he say that funny?
Doesn't he understand?
That the faculty's still
ringing in my ears
and shaking in my hands
You