Jobbo WSTR
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[Verse 1]
Pray for the day
Pray for the day that I die
They called me late last night
Too bad my brain was fried
[Pre-Chorus]
Come Monday morning
Real life's a calling
Call one more fucking time and I swear I'll set it off
[Chorus]
I don't know what I signed up for
But I know this isn't it
So tell me, baby what you lying for
'Cos you're giving me the ick
I could go on and on
But what the fuck for?
The glass shoe doesn't fit
It makes me itch
It makes me sick
(Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Go get a job
Suit up and wear a tie
I'm alright
They want me at my best
My best is fucking high
(Yeah)
Pray for the day
Pray for the day that I die
They called me late last night
Too bad my brain was fried
[Pre-Chorus]
Come Monday morning
Real life's a calling
Call one more fucking time and I swear I'll set it off
[Chorus]
I don't know what I signed up for
But I know this isn't it
So tell me, baby what you lying for
'Cos you're giving me the ick
I could go on and on
But what the fuck for?
The glass shoe doesn't fit
It makes me itch
It makes me sick
(Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Go get a job
Suit up and wear a tie
I'm alright
They want me at my best
My best is fucking high
(Yeah)
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