| 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 butt 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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| Well 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 |