The Beat Ima Robot

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Julie's clockin' out at the station
Hurry up and get your pay
A two day vacation - Friday Saturday
Down in the basement
You can shower up in the sink
Throw on some lipstick
And look Pretty in Pink

Short skirts in the cold
To the club - where the night is waiting
Getting closer you feel it shakin'
On the dance floor

This is the beat the beat we fight to
This is the beat we live and die to
Here's to the kids they're getting off
We work all week to sweat it off
This is the beat to beat the pressure
Throwing away the world with pleasure
We're working hard to burn it off
So DJ won't you turn it up

Jimmy's doin shots at the counter
Thinkin' bout his great escape
From his stupid job telemarketing
But he never can sail away
A little tap on the shoulder
The prettiest girl in pink
Oh no I can't dance he told her
As she dragged him from his drink

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