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Five days out of seven, eight hours of every one I'm tryna buy a piece of heaven, but I'll be gone Before that heaven comes, work, work, work Who needs it? It's all I ever seem to do I'm killin' myself for a living, livin' the working man's blues Minute to minute, day after day Wherever I go, it's always the same I work a little longer and make up my pay When the cheque comes along They've taken half of it away, all the work, work, work Who needs it? All I ever, ever seem to do You know I'm killing myself for a living Should be staying at home with you, woo You know City to city, all over the world Wherever I been to, that's all I ever heard You work a little longer to double up on that pay When the tax man comes along that day They've taken half of it away, work, work, work Who needs it? (Who needs it?) It's all I ever seem to do I'm killing, killing, killing time for a living Living the working man's blues Yeah, it's all work, work, work, work, that's all it is Killing myself for a living, like diving a nail straight into my hand I've been working my life away (working my life away) That's right, working my life away (working my life away) All this work, work, work Working my life away Working my life away You know sometimes I get home in the evening (working my life away) And lay in bed at night just dreaming (working my life away) I've had enough (working my life away) A whole pay cheque sitting in my hand (working my life away) So we can split up between the two of us (working my life away) Buy that big mansion on the hill (working my life away) Where that rich guy lives in (working my life away) Who says he pays me every week (working my life away) Oh, oh, oh, oh, I don't want to work no more (working my life away) I can't stand it (working my life away) (Working my life away)
Writer(s): Tom Snow, Leo Sayer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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