Lyrics:
of the well
East of eden west of the well
Out past the grounds where the old man works
Day in and day out
Works his fingers to the bone
To forget a family he's
Work for you and never get tired
Roll 'em up it's time to go
We'll be back before it's too long
Shaved into rhythm
Work for days
Consequences we
always this way, Sunday's not my day
You must work this day Sunday, the one day I'm free
This is why Sunday seems so oppressive to me
If only you were
to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
You know I work all day to get you money to buy you things
And it's worth it just
Hey Light
In the curtain, in the room, in a well-made bed for two, I'm walking
Hey Light
I'd forgotten work today, 'cause you should work all
that could ever take my loving and do me wrong
I could work all day with nothing in the world to feel.
Gonna take a lot of river
To keep this broken
lonesome cattle call
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo hoo hoo
Woo-hoo woo-hoo hoo
He rides in the sun, till his days
And it really got me thinking
About the way I live my life
'Cause I just work
And I work
All day long
So I asked myself a question
That I knew the answer
friend
And he almost put an end to me
Well I work seven days a week
Eight when I am able
When you take money from me you take food from my mama's table
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
HUSTLE EVERY DAY
WORK EVERY DAY
BUT THERE IS MISS LEADING
SHE WANTS TO BLOCK WHAT WE DO
EACH LOCKDOWN MAKES US STRONGER
WE RECORD, CREATE, THINK
She makes a lot of money
I don't have to worry about a thing
She works hard all day
Dressin' hair, man, you can bet
I want to get somewhere
With my
I called upon my brother just the
Other day, he said: john I'm gonna
Die if I don't start to live again
I work each day and night like clockwork
the queen,
But still you can understand that underneath it all
you're the maid and I am only a man.
I would work and slave The whole day through,
If I
friend
And he almost put an end to me
Well I work seven days a week
Eight when I am able
When you take money from me you take food from my mama´s table
a hard day's work
I don't know what I did to deserve
To get to come home to you
[Chorus x 2]
Yes I get to come home to you
Oh I love coming home
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin'
Full time to floatin'
Under the sea
Down here
annoyed
Look at me, I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I've been
Takin' care of business
Every day
Takin' care of business
Every way
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
quiet time
I'm hours into work while you just start your day
I'm hours into work while you just start your day
I work a twelve hour shift while you sit
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
a boss man
One who's gonna treat me right
I work hard in the day time
Rest easy at night
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Can't you hear
Everyone is happy so it seems
But when our day's work is done
And we pile in one by one
And thank the Lord for one more mess of beans
We've Hooverized
Dolo
Work all day
When I'm on break
I dance oaoaa
Work all day
When I'm on break
I dance oaoaa
Work all day
When I'm on break
I dance oaoaa
Work all
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