| Well, I work this corner from eleven to five
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| the hands get cold around midnight
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| You’re askin' me if I’ve got the time… well I don’t know
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| but you’re wastin' mine tonight
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| Whoa… you say you’re looking for the time
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| Well, I’m a workin' girl… you just wasted mine
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| If you ain’t got money… take it down the avenue
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| 'cuz I ain’t got time for you… until daylight
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| This sidewalk ice is cold as steel…
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| I’m not Dorothy… I can’t click my heels
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| One of these days I’ll move to L.A.
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| where the nights stay warm and the boys come out to play
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| Whoa… you say you’re looking for the time
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| Well, I’m a workin' girl… you just wasted mine
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| If you ain’t got money… take it down the avenue
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| 'cuz I ain’t got time for you… until daylight
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| Don’t the snow light up the midnight sky
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| The snow plows roll and the limos fly
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| Don’t cha know it’s just another night
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| Oh, once I had a lover who treated me right
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| he lived so wrong he’s doin' ninety-nine
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| Oh, I wish you had the money and I had the time
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| 'Cuz I’d just let those limos slide on by Whoa… you say you’re looking for the time
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| Well, I’m a workin' girl… you just wasted mine
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| If you ain’t got money… take it down the avenue
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| 'cuz I ain’t got time for you… until daylight
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| Whoa… you say you’re looking for the time
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| Well, I’m a workin' girl… you just wasted mine
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| If you ain’t got money… take it down the avenue
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| 'cuz I ain’t got time for you… until daylight |