J.O.B.
Kevin Fowler
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D E A At eight Monday mornin' I'm in my bed asleep D E A Well now no bell ringin' thing tellin' me it's time to hit the street D E Oh No, don't you knock on my door 'cause I ain' a-comin' A D Tell the bossman I quit or I died or something D E I'm doin' all those things I always said I wanted to do D E I don't want no J.O.B. bringin' me A Down like a damn dog to my knees D E A All work and no play ain't no way for me to live D E Well now my days too short, I ain't got no time A I got one life, it's a-goin'-a be mine D E A Livin' wild and free, don't want no J.O.B. Well now the landlord's a-knockin, oh, I'm in one helluva mess Yea and I just got a letter from the folks at the IRS Well now the bills are piled high and the grass needs a-mowin Think I'll jump in my truck and just keep on going Find me a place where the drinks are free And the pretty girls all love me Chorus D A Seems all I ever do is work these fingers to the bone D E A If this is all that life can offer, I'd rather be dead and gone Chorus
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