Works This Way – Gord Bamford

I’m a dusty old pickup truck
Boots all scuffed up
Drinking cold beer in a neon bar
She’s a ragtop lexus all shined up
A diamond in the rough
Sipping red wine on a boulevard

You couldn’t be more different
We’re on both sides of the fence
[?] jump up on in it
It don’t have to make sense

We’re like night and day
We’re like fire and rain
I know it sounds insane, yeah but
We fit just like a glove
Why why would we ever want
Either one to change
‘Cause she needs me, I need her
We just work this way

I’m spinning round on a riverside
Throwing out a line
In the sunshine on a Sunday
She’s a gospel song in a baptist church
Soaking up the word
With stained glass on her angel face

Yeah we couldn’t be more different
We talk to God in our own ways
I’m a little more backroad center
She’s a little more front row saint

We’re like night and day
We’re like fire and rain
I know it sounds insane, yeah but
We fit just like a glove
Why why would we ever want
Either one to change
‘Cause she needs me, I need her
We just work this way

We’re like night and day
We’re like fire and rain
I know it sounds insane, yeah but
We fit just like a glove
Why why would we ever want
Either one to change
‘Cause she needs me, I need her
We just work
She needs me, I need her
We just work this way
This way
We just work this way