Lyrics

I'm the same in my life, 'Cause my wife's gotta keep that jar I should be in an office Hating life and drinking coffee Instead I'm starring out at my yard. The world ain't made by a man and a van Screeping along like a do(fictional character/comics) I feel I have a power loop pushing every hour Baby, is that working for you? Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh In a chance a get a hell? I'm afraid to quit the band. Put in music hours of pain, Wondering kids and wife what's this all about? Whether I'm hundred of miles away. We try lot of places Leave the honey with my money Quitting me like a fool. Ever coming back 'cause I hate to see your legs Baby, how's that working for you? Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Now I'm on my way to Georgia On my way to Texas too. I'm on my way to New York City alone, I'm trying Trying to get a message to you: I need you working for me, Instead of working against me Baby, you know I like it too. Miles to drive before I sleep Great people in the Monteque Sure our cash goes to the floor Level with the clothes to shoes. I bare the system, but the system of survival Baby, is that working for you? Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh Whooo ooh ooh
Writer(s): Patrick Sweany Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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