| I go to work in my clean shirt
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| I push a pen until half past ten
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| I watch the clock there on the wall
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| Tic toc, why don’t you call
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| The boss come in and walks down the aisles
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| He turns around but he never smiles
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| He watches me just like a hawk
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| And then he says we must talk
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| You move me, from side to side
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| You move me and if feels so right
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| You move me up and down
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| You move me around and around
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| Son, he says (what) I’ve got bad news
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| Life is hard and you got the blues
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| I know you’re good and I know you work hard
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| I’m sorry, son, but here are your cards
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| I went home and kicked off my shoes
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| And I asked myself why do I always lose
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| But then you called and everything was fine
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| I’m so glad that you are mine
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| You move me, from side to side
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| You move me and if feels so right
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| You move me up and down
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| You move me around and around
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| You’re the one thing in my life
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| That makes me feel so good inside
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| Will you hold me tight tonight
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| Oh, girl I wish you would decide
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| You move me, from side to side
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| You move me and if feels so right
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| You move me up and down
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| You move me around and around |