Get a Job

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Sha la la la la, sha la la la la, ba doom
Sha la la la la, sha la la la la, ba doom
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Get a job, sha la la la la, sha la la la la Every morning about this time
She gets me out of my bed
A crying for a job
After breakfast everyday
She throws the wanted ads my way
And never said get a job
Well, when I get the papers
I read it through and through
And my girl never fails to say
Then I get back to the house
Hear that woman’s mouth
Preaching and a crying
Telling me that I’m lying
'Bout a job that I never would find
Well, when I get the papers
I read it through and through
And my girl never fails to say
If there is any work for me Then I get back to the house
Hear that woman’s mouth
Preaching and a crying
Telling me that I’m lying
'Bout a job that I never would find
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A job (sha la la la la…)
Get a job (sha la la la la…)