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 R Sweany
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