Eight Monday mornin' and I'm in my bed as leep
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Well now, no bell ring-a-linging tellin' me it's time to hit the street
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Oh, no, don't you knock on my door, 'cause I ain't coming
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Tell the boss-man I've quit or I've died or something
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I'm doing all those things I've always said I wanted to do
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I don't want no J.O.B.
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Bringin' me
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Down like a damn dog to my knees
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All work and no play ain't no way for me to live
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My day's too short, I ain't got no time
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Got one life, it's gonna be mine
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Livin' wild and free, don't want no J.O.B.
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Well now, the landlord's knocking, oh, I'm in one hell of a mess
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And I just got a letter from the folks at the I.R.S.
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The bills are piled high and the grass needs mowin'
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Think I'll jump in my truck and just keep on goin'
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Find me a place where the drinks are free
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And the pretty girls all love me
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I don't want no J.O.B.
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Bringin' me
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Down like a damn dog to my knees
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All work and no play ain't no way for me to live
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My day's too short, I ain't got no time
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Got one life, it's gonna be mine
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Livin' wild and free, don't want no J.O.B.
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Seems all I ever do is work these fingers to the bone
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If this is all that life can offer, I'd rather be dead and gone.
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I don't want no J.O.B.
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Bringin' me
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Down like a damn dog to my knees
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All work and no play ain't no way for me to live
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My day's too short, I ain't got no time
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Got one life, it's gonna be mine
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Livin' wild and free, don't want no J.O.B.
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Yea now, I'm livin' wild and free
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Don't want no J.O.B.
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J.O.B.
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| Kevin Fowler |
