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Well it must've been 100 in that summer sun |
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And I've been in it all day |
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Putting up with that prick of an owner's son |
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Making me some hillbilly pay |
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Working right through lunch, busting my hump |
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Helping his daddy stay rich |
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So when he kept me behind to pull some overtime |
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I told that little son of a bitch |
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Hey I've been punching your clock, giving all I got |
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Putting up with your pain in the rear |
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Adios, I'm done, you can find me son |
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Between a hottie and an ice cold beer |
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Hey I've been breaking my hump but it's never enough |
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Ain't a part of me that doesn't hurt |
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Hey but lucky for me you can easily see |
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I still got a finger that works |
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Yea I've been dragging home almost every night |
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'Bout the time that you're going out |
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Wearing something way too short and tight |
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Leaving me and the dog on a couch |
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Yea, now word's getting round you've been sneaking downtown |
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Dancing way too risky |
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Well I got a few dirty dance moves too |
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And a cute little one finger wave |
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Hey I've been punching your clock, giving all I got |
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Putting up with your pain in the rear |
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Adios, I'm done, you can find me hun |
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Between a hottie and an ice cold beer |
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Hey I've been breaking my hump but it's never enough |
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Ain't a part of me that doesn't hurt |
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Hey but lucky for me you can easily see |
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I still got a finger that works |
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Here it comes |
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Hey I've been punching your clock, giving all I got |
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Putting up with your pain in the rear |
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Adios, I'm done, you can find me hun |
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Between a hottie and an ice cold beer |
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Hey I've been busting my ass, you don't care about that |
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Ain't a part of me that doesn't hurt |
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Hey but lucky for me you can easily see |
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I still got a finger that works |
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Oh yea |
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Woo! |
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Yes I do |
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Look at that thing |
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You know you're number one, baby |
