| Somebody’s gotta crack a whip around here
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| who’s minding the store?
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| shake it up sell some beer
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| what’s your money maker for?
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| pay day we’re packin' 'em in
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| six-gun annie and buffalo jill
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| but who’s to say they’ll be back again
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| for a refill?
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| honey, you know the drill
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| ain’t no left turn down sleepy time street
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| you gotta be fast but you gotta stay loose
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| thinking on your feet
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| slick as grass through a goose
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| we gotta rationalise
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| the payroll is giving me chills
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| you and me’s getting organised
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| it’s kill or be killed honey, you know the drill.
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| Well they can all look down on sucker row
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| but they all forget
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| the tallest trees from acorns grow
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| though they ain’t yet
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| i never look down on a sucker stake
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| they all pay the bills
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| i never gave a sucker an even break
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| and i never will.
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| A beautiful vision keeps coming to me
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| i see a miracle mile
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| flying in for free
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| service with a smile
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| high rollers fancy hotels
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| big time singers topping the bill
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| you gotta have a feel for the stuff that sells
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| call it a skill honey, you know the drill
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| somebody’s gotta crack a whip around here
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| who’s minding the store?
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| shake it up sell some beer
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| money walking through the door
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| annie’s arriving at a dangerous age
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| don’t you go getting ill
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| get another woman up in the cage
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| who ain’t over the hill
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| honey, you know the drill. |