My place of business is so unique
We all wear fine outfits
We all get along so well
I mean, "Tera, I hate you!"
If you happen to stop by
Please don't make fun of my bow tie
Something I just can't help
[?] it pushes me to quit
Like the boss that makes me sweep the muddy floors every hour
I push shopping carts 'til late
Overtime's not worth four twenty-five an hour
There's this place out back
Behind the broken pallets
Every chance wе get, we steal all thе open candy
Take me home
That's where I wanna go
Leave me alone
'Cause right now, even Tera, I hate you
[?] it pushes me to quit
Like the boss that makes me sweep the muddy floors every hour
I push shopping carts 'til late
Overtime's not worth four twenty-five an hour
My place of business is so unique
We all wear fine outfits
We all get along so well
I mean, "Tera, I hate you!"
If you happen to stop by
Please don't make fun of my bow tie
Something I just can't help
[?] it pushes me to quit
Like the boss that makes me sweep the muddy floors every hour
I push shopping carts 'til late
Overtime's not worth four twenty-five an hour
Yeah!
We all wear fine outfits
We all get along so well
I mean, "Tera, I hate you!"
If you happen to stop by
Please don't make fun of my bow tie
Something I just can't help
[?] it pushes me to quit
Like the boss that makes me sweep the muddy floors every hour
I push shopping carts 'til late
Overtime's not worth four twenty-five an hour
There's this place out back
Behind the broken pallets
Every chance wе get, we steal all thе open candy
Take me home
That's where I wanna go
Leave me alone
'Cause right now, even Tera, I hate you
[?] it pushes me to quit
Like the boss that makes me sweep the muddy floors every hour
I push shopping carts 'til late
Overtime's not worth four twenty-five an hour
My place of business is so unique
We all wear fine outfits
We all get along so well
I mean, "Tera, I hate you!"
If you happen to stop by
Please don't make fun of my bow tie
Something I just can't help
[?] it pushes me to quit
Like the boss that makes me sweep the muddy floors every hour
I push shopping carts 'til late
Overtime's not worth four twenty-five an hour
Yeah!
( Lick 57 )
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