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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
Writer(s): Bryan Holland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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