A Perfect day to get out of bed Shower, dress, shave, kiss you on the head Then I hit the office and my head starts to swim A perfect day to just walk around See a violent movie and check the sounds But even on the street when I hear a phone ring my heart starts to beat When I get home I don't want you to speak Don't talk to me about work Please don't talk to me about work I'm up to my eyeballs in dirt - With work, with work How many dollars How many sales How many liars How many tales How many insults must you take in this one life I'm in prison most of the day So please excuse me if I get this way But I have got obligations to keep - So be very careful when you speak Don't talk to me about work Please don't talk to me about work I'm up to my eyeballs in dirt - With work, with work Don't talk to me about work Please don't talk to me about work I'm up to my eyeballs in dirt - With work, with work
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