he was the satisfied employee lots of so hard work and no salary
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the quickly thrown out Christmas tree
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what about all the loving and the sympathy
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you're just a disappointed little birthday child
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although your presents didn't please you
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and you start to cry
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and tonight, what are you going to do tonight?
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Drive dead slow cause the road is slippy
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Drive dead slow 'cause it's still slippy
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keep it so low tonight
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she's the comedian queen with a cruel joke
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a false alarm and a poisoned coke
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the relentless killer without regrets
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and none of us phone to say: what a threat
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She wheels you out, She'll leave you there
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when it starts to blow, she'll come and she'll go
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and tonight, what are you going to do tonight?
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[Chorus]
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And he knows how to smile when she's feeling quilt
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oh please leave all the hard words behind
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[Chorus]
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tonite!
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Drive Dead Slow
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Sahara Hotnights |