Текст песни J.O.B.

Eight Monday mornin? and I ?m in my bed as leep

Well now, no be ll ring-a-linging tellin? me i t?s time

to hit the st reet

Oh, no, don?t you kn ock on my door, ?cause I ain?t

coming

Tell the bo ss-man I?ve quit or I?ve di ed or something

I?m do ing all those things I?ve always said I wanted

to d o

(chorus)

I don't want no J.O.B.

Bringin' me

Down like a damn dog to my knees

All w ork and no play a in?t no way for me to live

My day's too short, I ain?t g ot no time

G ot one life, it?s gonna be mine
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Livin? w ild and free, don?t w ant no J.O. B.

Well now, the la ndlord?s knocking, o h, I?m in one hell

of a me ss

And I j ust got a letter from the fo lks at the I.R. S.

The bi lls are piled high and the gr ass needs mowin?

Think I?ll ju mp in my truck and just ke ep on goin?

F ind me a place where the drinks are free

And the pr etty girls all love me

(chorus)

Seems a ll I ever do is work these fin gers to the bone

If th is is all that life can offer, I?d ra ther be dead

and gone.

(chorus)

Y ea now, I?m livin? wild and free

Don?t w ant no J.O. B.