Song Lyrics

I give part time help
I'm the odd job man
I can't do what I want
So I do what I can

And I'll tell you now
So that you will understand
You get just what you pay for
From the odd job man

One day this dude drives in the station
And I slide out to the pump
And he says, " I need some odd jobs done
Can you get off from this dump?"

Well, I can always use some extra bread
So I nod and take the job
When he says, "Clean up before you come
I do not hire slobs "

Now you can see I'm not no fancy pants
But everyone has pride
And especially since this lovely lady's
Sittin' by his side

Still something keeps my trap shut
And I nod again, " Alright "
And he gooses his Mercedes
And he squeals off in the night

I give part time help
I'm the odd job man
I can't do what I want
So I do what I can

And I'll tell you now
So that you will understand
You get just what you pay for
From the odd job man

Well, I find his place next morning
It's more a palace than a pad
And it kind of makes my pick-up truck
Start looking pretty bad

But the same lady swings the door back
And before one word is said
She leads me to his trophy room
Where he sits with his stuffed heads

He's got this list of jobs for me to do
While he's out of town
And he says, "I'm too damn busy boy
The way I move around"

Well, I start to figure prices when he says
"It's time you learned
When you're dealing with a gentleman
You get just what you earn"

I give part time help
I'm the odd job man
I can't do what I want
So I do what I can

And I'll tell you now
So that you will understand
You get just what you pay for
From the odd job man

I set to work that weekend
And I'm fixin' up some stairs
When I feel that someone's watching me
And I see she's standing there

And she says, "I like to watch you work
You have such supple hands"
She says, "Can I help you?"
And I say, "Baby you can"

Well, she looks me in the eyes, boys
I admit I looked a little lower
That's when she starts breathing faster
And I start working slower

You see when you have a helper
With her attitude and grace
You start puttin' lots of extra hours
Workin' 'round the place

I give part time help
I'm the odd job man
I can't do what I want
So I do what I can

And I'll tell you now
So that you will understand
You get just what you pay for
From the odd job man

Well, a month had too soon come and gone
With my odd jobs all done
When who should pull up to the pump
But the long-lost prodigal son

And he says, "Here's a hundred dollars, boy"
Pulls the bill off from his wad
And he starts to hand it over
Like a gift come straight from God

I say, "That's just a buck an hour sir"
He says, "That's what I pay for jerks"
Now I admit that almost blew my cool
But I staggered back to work

You see most times when it's said and done
There's justice to this life
'Cause what that man had done to me
I'd done to his wife

I give part time help
I'm the odd job man
I can't do what I want
So I do what I can

And I'll tell you now
So that you will understand
You get just what you pay for
From the odd job man

Harry F. Chapin