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Work Work Work (Pub, Club, Sleep) Pt.2 (The Rakes) · Work and Non Work (Broadcast) · Work This, Vol. 4: Club NRG Work Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Work and Non Work (Broadcast) · Work This, Vol. 3: Club NRG Work Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Work This, Vol. 2: Club NRG Work Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Work and Non Work (Broadcast) · Work This, Vol. 1: Club NRG Work Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Work Song (Nat Adderley) · This Woman's Work [Box Set] (Kate Bush) – and 90 other albums »


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Well I work, shift work,
Ten years man, I hated that work
I made a break with the money I made
It took me to the beach to have a beer by
, work, work for the working man
Work, work, working man

Empty pockets, full of worries
I had to get two jobs and it was hard enough getting by
But
it
I go to work, hey, hey, oh

Let me see you work
Calling all ladies don't be shy
Don't let the moment pass you by
Grab your girls get on the floor
one first 
So you can go back to work 
The band can go back to work work work work work 
Just relax 
And take the red one first 
So you can go back
is essential
At work by 9, out by 10 to run your own errands

Let me remind you that
After you've missed a day's work
It is almost impossible to catch
I am the magnificent, I'm backed by the shack of a soul
Boss most turnin', stormin' sound o'soul

I am W-O-O-O, and I'm still up here again, hey
I am the magnificent, I'm backed by the shack of a soul
Boss most turnin', stormin' sound o'soul

I am double u o o o, and I'm still up here again,
I am the magnificent, I'm backed by the shack of a soul
Boss most turnin', stormin' sound o'soul

I am double u o o o, and I'm still up here again,
Day by day
Whistle while you work
Our backs are breaking
Up from hollow earth
From end to end
The noise begins
In the human battle stations
Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the brust of projects of Detroit, Mexico
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair
I am the magnificent, I'm backed by the shack of a soul
Boss most turnin', stormin' sound o'soul

I am double u o o o, and I'm still up here again,
Why'see me shuffle in the dirt 
My how I sweat 
But I don't mind 
'Cause it's work 
You got me rolling up my shirt 
There's all my old friends 
Sat by
Duet by Linda Ronstadt and James Taylor

written by Rose Marie McCoy, Sylvia McKinney
© 1961 Ben-Ghazi Enterprises Inc (BMI)

Darling, been
me)
What, I can tell how you jack, and you juke, you could be
From the Chi, by the way you (w-work the bitch)
Uh, and a pimp like me just wanna work
Duet by Linda Ronstadt and James Taylor

written by Rose Marie McCoy, Sylvia McKinney
© 1961 Ben-Ghazi Enterprises Inc (BMI)

Darling, been
juke
To the beat from the Chi
By the way you w-w-work the bitch
Uh and a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard

I can see you got a fatty come
Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the brust of projects of Detroit, Mexico
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair
this world in a hurry
Spend all your time on work and worry

Everybody now!

You've seen them come and go
I think by now you'd know
Why can't you
power
As it works on me for hours and hours
She’s a painkiller, she works on me
Painkiller, oh yeah, set me free

She lives all by herself now
In a bad
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch 
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch 
Pimp like me,
and jealously zero visibility ahead of me
But I still

Work hard step by step together work hard work hard step by step yea we'll put Together
Jah bless
Revelation to come to pass
This work is the kind that turns your
Back on the Ruling Class
By putting them in their place just like the past

Taste it,
moment in time
Right here, right now, you'd be mine
Work it, work it baby, baby can you work
Can you work it like a 9 to 5, child
Work it, I'm talking
They don't work, they don't work
I'm gonna do it all by myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself

Collaborations don't work
They don't work, they don't
the club
Come and fuck with a {p-pimp like me}
What - I can tell how you jack, and you juke, to the beat
From the Chi, by the way you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh