You've got an eye for diamonds and things that shine
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You want a slick black Jag and a cellar of wine
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I'd have to hold two jobs to keep you in my arms
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And I don't wanna work that hard
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I met your Mama and she turned up her nose
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At my dirty work boots and my co-op clothes
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Ain't gonna kiss her butt just to win her heart
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No, I don't wanna work that hard
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I don't wanna work for something
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That's only gonna add up to nothing
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Girl, I gonna miss your loving
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Knowing how sweet your kisses are
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But you're always asking me to watch your dog
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Bathe em and to feed em, take him out for a walk
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Well, he's a hundred and eighty pound Saint Bernard
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Hell, I don't wanna work that hard
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And your old boyfriend is still hanging on
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He's and ex-black belt with a jealous bone
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Don't wanna have to whop him out behind some bar
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No, I don't wanna work that hard
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I don't wanna work for something
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That's only gonna add up to nothing
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Girl, I gonna miss your loving
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Knowing how sweet your kisses are
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[Instrumental Interlude]
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I don't wanna work for something
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That's only gonna add up to nothing
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Girl, I gonna miss your loving
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Knowing how sweet your kisses are
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I'd have to hold two jobs to keep you in my arms
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Kiss your Mama's butt and your Saint Bernard's
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Whop your ex-boyfriend at some bar
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And I don't wanna work that hard
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Baby, I ain't gonna work that hard
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I Don't Wanna Work That Hard
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| Blaine Larsen |
