| Well, you don’t work here no more
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| You don’t work here no more
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| You don’t work here no more
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| So please go away
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| You don’t work here no more
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| You don’t work here no more
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| You don’t work here no more
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| So please go away
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| Punching in the nine to five
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| Day to day to stay alive
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| But the boss man told me not this time
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| See we’re cutting back to save that dime
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| Oh my lord, what’s a man to do
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| When a hard day’s work ain’t enough
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| And love’s all you got to lose
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| Now, home is where I find my strength
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| And my lady’s love can numb the pain
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| But when I swung that door I saw his face
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| And I learned how my lady spends her days
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| Oh my lord, what’s a man to do
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| When a hard day’s work ain’t enough
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| And love’s all you got to lose
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| Oh nothing stays, or remainds the same
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| In a cruel, cruel world |