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Traffic in the city turns my head around. |
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No, no, no, no, no. |
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Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church, |
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Everywhere you look there's a frown, frown. |
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Com, commotion, |
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Git, git, git, gone. |
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Com, commotion, |
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Git, git, git, gone. |
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People keep atalkin', they don't say a word. |
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Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw. |
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Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door, |
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So much goin' on I just can't hear. |
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Hurryin' to get there so you save some time. |
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Run, run, run, run, run. |
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Rushin' to the treadmill, rushin' to get home, |
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Worry 'bout the time you save, save. |
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