Lyrics

Give me a minute, a minute to get inside your mind Since you woke this morning You gotta work but my body needs overtime You bet, it's fire-burning Call in sick, tell 'em you can't move This temperature's too hot for you You you you already gotta lady Tell 'em I'm your baby And I'm your boss From Sunday to Sunday Say your takin' the whole day off Oh you don't need the money But I need what'cha owe me boss From Sunday to Sunday Now you're taking everything off You work hard for your honey Yeah you like when I pay it off Off off off off, boss Pay it off off off off off, boss I need a second to get in If you stay around You gotta job this evening Gonna sleep when you finish breaking it down That late night position Call in sick, tell 'em you can't move This temperature's too hot for you You you you already gotta lady Tell 'em I'm your baby And I'm your boss From Sunday to Sunday Say your taking the whole day off Oh you don't need the money But I need wha'cha owe me boss Sunday to Sunday Now you're taking everything off You work hard for your honey Yeah you like when I pay it off Off off off off, boss Pay it off off off off off, boss You can quit if you want to But you won't find another Like me, I'll promote you 'Cause I won't find another Supplying my needs the way you do Let's keep doing what we do You got shares in this biz too Fifty-fifty, we old school Like a boss From Sunday to Sunday Say your taking the whole day off Oh you don't need the money But I need what'cha owe me boss Sunday to Sunday Now you're taking everything off You work hard for your honey Yeah you like when I pay it off Off off off off, boss Pay it off off off off off, boss
Writer(s): Duffy Sylvander, Derek Lewars, Dion Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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