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Get a job |
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Well, every morning about this time, she gets me out of my bed cryin' |
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Get a job |
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And at breakfast every day, she throws the want ads my way |
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And never fails to say, get a job |
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Get a job |
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Well, when I get the paper, I read it through and through |
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And my girl never fails to see if there is any work for me |
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And then I go back to the house, hear that woman's mouth |
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Preaching and cryin', tellin' me I'm lyin' about a job |
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That I never could find |
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Get a job |
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Well, when I get the paper, I read it through and through |
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And my girl never fails to see if there is any work for me |
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And then I go back to the house I hear that woman's mouth |
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Preaching and cryin', tellin' me I'm lyin' about a job |
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That I never could find |
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Get a job |