Lyrics

There's freedom out there You oughta taste it 'Cause your whole fucking life Is being wasted So call up your boss and quit Find a replacement There's better things in life Let's face it Get your pink slip Get your pink slip Get your pink slip Quit your day job Quit your day job Quit your day job To be a fucking slob Fuck the hard labor It's being wasted The summer time, girl You wanna taste it So call up your boss and quit Find a replacement 'Cause there's better things in life Let's face it Get your pink slip Get your pink slip Get your pink slip Quit your day job Quit your day job Quit your day job To be a fucking slob Yeah Get your pink slip Quit your day job Tell 'em all to fuck off Tell 'em all to fuck off Tell 'em all to fuck off Tell 'em all to fuck off Tell 'em all to fuck off
Writer(s): Michael Ruffino, Eugene Ferrari, Matthew Pierce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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