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112 - Work
You better not work, gotta show me the things you do
Don't think that I'm blind. I cans till change my mind (2X)
You better not work, better work,
Now better not work it (4x)
The clock was ringing and I thought to myself
Oh shit, it's monday, time for hell
Jumped out of bed, running for my shoes
Feel a kind of dizzy, and I still gotta lose
And there she was standing by my bed
I tried to ignore her, and all she said
Twin doors lazy, acting like a jerk
I'm out of this. I'd better work
What can I do, what can I say
She's one of a kind. I better play her game
So I took a cab, went to my job
And guess what, I met Bob
Bob is impossible, tells me what we do
And he told me, I'm gone with you
So here I am feeling like a jerk
I've got to go, better find me at work
The clock was ringing and I thought to myself
Oh shit, it's friday, time for hell...
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