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Ground rules |
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I'll give you all the diamonds and money |
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But you can't break my heart' |
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Cause that'll just get you fired |
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And everybody needs a job |
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Work is scarce competition is fierce |
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Fonzi fronting in the new leather like they don't care |
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Word, let's get you an award for that performance |
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Winner in the category for the best boring |
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Tell the tough guys we tougher than tough times |
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And needles in the nerves to make the tighten up unwind |
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One time for locking out the light in your eyes |
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You're searching for your perfect one |
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Broken down from getting it all |
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To take it however it comes |
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Plain day you the specialist one |
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Oh me, oh my |
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I'll give you all the milk and the honey |
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But you can't break my heart' |
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Cause that'll just get you fired |
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Sloppy worker get your pay grade bust |
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Work is scarce skilled working is rare |
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Fonzi fronting at the job site primping up they hair |
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Word, well tell them only staff could drink they coffee |
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Walking papers hit the office sleep late tomorrow morning |
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Tell the tough guys we're tougher than tough times |
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And nerves don't snap when the clock touch crunch time |
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That's right we're tougher than tough times |
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From been narrow wind to the clock just unwind |
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Fa sho we tougher than tough times |
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My proof don't need to lie |
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My tighten up don't unwind |
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Sunshine, lifting up the light in your eyes |
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You're gazing at your perfect one |
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Broken down from never at all |
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To better than you could ever want |
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Great day |
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I know that you had to come |
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Oh me, oh my |
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I'll give you all the diamonds and money |
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But you can't break my heart' |
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Cause that'll just get you fired |
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And you're doing such a beautiful job |