| Well, you work real hard and you stay in line
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| Got your nose to the grindstone all the time
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| Then they say, «I'm sorry and I know it’s hard
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| But there ain’t no work, just pick up your cards»
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| And you never hear the one that hits you no
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| Never did, never will
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| You never hear the one that hits you no
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| Never did, never will
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| You never hear the one that hits you no, no, no
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| So you send applications all over town
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| and the only replies are to turn you down
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| Then after months someone’s on the phone
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| And you get to the interview the job’s long gone
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| And you never hear the one that hits you no
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| Never did, never will
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| You never hear the one that hits you no
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| Never did, never will
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| You never hear the one that hits you no, no, no
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| Sneaks up behind you and hits you in the head
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| So you reach the point where you just don’t care
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| And you’ve made up your mind to live on fresh air
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| Cos it doesn’t matter what’s been done or said
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| And you better start living, you’re a long time dead
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| And you never hear the one that hits you no
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| Never did, never will
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| And you never hear the one that hits you no
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| Never did, never will
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| And you never hear the one that hits you no, no, no |