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Why Don't You Get a Job

The Offspring

Rock

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noodles
Noodles
Guitar
Dexter Holland
Dexter Holland
Lead Vocals
Ron Welty
Ron Welty
Drums
Greg Kriesel
Greg Kriesel
Bass
Derrick Davis
Derrick Davis
Flute
Gabe McNair
Gabe McNair
Horn
Phil Jordan
Phil Jordan
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Offspring
The Offspring
Songwriter
Bryan Keith Holland
Bryan Keith Holland
Songwriter
Dexter Holland
Dexter Holland
Songwriter
Kevin Wasserman
Kevin Wasserman
Songwriter
Pete Parada
Pete Parada
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Jerden
Dave Jerden
Producer
Annette Cisneros
Annette Cisneros
Assistant Engineer
Eddy Schreyer
Eddy Schreyer
Mastering Engineer
Bryan Carlstrom
Bryan Carlstrom
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

My friend's got a girlfriend, man, he hates that bitch He tells me every day He says, "Man, I really gotta lose my chick In the worst kind of way" She sits on her ass, he works his hands to the bone To give her money every payday But she wants more dinero just to stay at home Well, my friend, you gotta say I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way-ay-ay-ay Na-na, why don't you get a job? Say no way, say no way-ah, no way-ay-ay-ay Na-na, why don't you get a job? I guess all his money, well, it isn't enough To keep the bill collectors at bay I guess all his money, well, it isn't enough 'Cause that girl's got expensive taste I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way-ay-ay-ay Na-na, why don't you get a job? Say no way, say no way-ah, no way-ay-ay-ay Na-na, why don't you get a job? Well, I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all, oh yeah But, hey man, free rides just don't come along every day (Let me tell you about my other friend now) My friend's got a boyfriend, man, she hates that dick She tells me every day He wants more dinero just to stay at home Well, my friend, you gotta say I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way-ay-ay-ay Na-na, why don't you get a job? Say no way, say no way-ah, no way-ay-ay-ay Na-na, why don't you get a job? I won't give you no money, I always pay Na-na, why don't you get a job? Say no way, say no way-ah, no way-ay-ay-ay Na-na, why don't you get a job? Hey, that's something everyone can enjoy
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