Lyrics:
begins!
Where the blues begins!
Way down on the bottom,
You got the struggle to survive,
Hard work and trouble,
Takes us totally on the line,
It's
been brought to your doorstep
They just lie there and they die there
Are you warm, are you real, Mona Lisa
Or just a cold and lonely, lovely work
the surface
Lost time is never found, can the DJ please reverse it?
In life we pay for change, let's make every second worth it
Anything can work if you work
Will we survive it
Honestly man it's the sign of the times
And the times at hand
There's a lot of work to be done, oh gosh
In the Promised Land
town tryin' to work around
Workin' so that I could hit the ground with the perfect sound
Even perfect sound sounds like work
When you spend your time
suitcase , and get's the hell outta town
Now that I'm gone , who's gonna work the land
Now that I'm gone , who's gonna work the land
Just to make sure
need a
When the day gets long
When the work's all done
When the sun sets
When you need to forget
Grab that cup, mmm
Fill it up
Sip it slow
around too God damn long it's like you need work
Man, these hoes be doing research
Doin' research
Okay I know you did some research, well shit I did too
I
for your first breath
I don't know if I'll be there for your first step
I can promise you that I'll try to work less
But the tour's routed, and I got
prayin' in church, I was playin' in dirt
That's 100, I admit that we both was playin' at first
When opposites attract, I ain't always sayin' it works
I'm
Inside out again
I had to spread it a little thin
I work and work and try
And try
And try and try to shine
That's fine but
It's high time
legends in the books with the ones who made it
Highly celebrated, everything was work related
Current top 40 got the Wu deep in all their business
20
gonna be good tonight
Work it
Don't move, work it, stay right there
There it is, there it is
Oh, just don't move, keep it right there
There it is,
Up in the mornin' out on the job, work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Fuss
Well I work like a dog eight hours a day you know I'm nearly dead
When I stop by a bar on my way home and loosen up my head
Lord knows this is
line
She doesn't, she doesn't
She don't mind
Go to work early, come back late
Outta my head, can't concentrate
Sometimes my love is a waste
makin' thunderbirds
Now the years have flown and the plants have changed
And you're lucky if you work
The big line moves but you're lucky if you work
Back
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She works all day to get her paper filed.
She's easy to play on piano or juke,
She had a hard time when first she was took
But still she's been
on the 0hio works
When he come home from world war two
Now the yards just scrap and rubble
He said, "Them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do"
These mills
died a year ago
I was still tryin' to find my way back whole
Went to work for the INS on the line
With the California Border Patrol
Bobby Ramirez
blocks as stepping stones
Or anything that'll work as long
As we stay bound to split this life in two
So when it looks like cartoon time and you stuck
Something you got, baby
Makes me work all day
Something you got, baby
Makes me bring home my pay
Something you got, baby
You ought to know
My
to work
I must to bust two nuts back to bay
Never seen a bitch work head like that
She had me jumpin' out of my seat
Workin' her jaws to the beat
She
I know a fat girl, she wears a orange skirt
You give her twenty dollars and you can do work
She'll take food stamps and a traveller's check
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