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The Funky Crashers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Coleman
Songwriter
Jude Demorest
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
Alexander Izquierdo
Songwriter
Dallas Koehlke
Songwriter
Brian Lee
Songwriter
DEMOREST CLAIRE ELISE
Songwriter
Daniel Bedingfield
Songwriter
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I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
I ain't wearin' na nada
I'm sittin' pretty, impatient, but I know you gotta
Put in them hours, I'mma make it harder
I'm sending pic after picture, I'mma get you fired
I know you're always on the night shift
But I can't stand these nights alone
And I don't need no explanation
'Cause baby, you're the boss at home
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Let's put it into motion
I'mma give you a promotion
I'll make it feel like a vacay, turn the bed into an ocean
We don't need nobody, I just need your body
Nothin' but sheets in between us, ain't no getting off early
I know you're always on the night shift
But I can't stand these nights alone
And I don't need no explanation
'Cause baby, you're the boss at home
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Girl, go to work for me
Can you make it clap, going hands for me?
Take it to the ground, pick it up for me
Look back at it all over me
Put it in like my timesheet
She ride it like a '63
I'mma buy her no Celine
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I'm her boo
And she down, break the rules
Ride or die, she gon' go
I won't judge, she finesse
I pipe up, she take that
Putting overtime on your body
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work, work, work, work, work, work, work
You don't gotta go to work, work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, we can work from home
Yeah, we can work from home
Yeah
Writer(s): Jude Demorest, Daniel John Bedingfield, Dallas James Koehlke, Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Brian Dong Ho Lee, Alexander Izquierdo, Joshua Emanuel Coleman
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