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Song ID:
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58312
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I get up at seven, yeah
And I go to work at nine
I got no time for livin'
Yes, I'm workin' all the time
It seems to me I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am
I guess that's why they call me
They call me the workin' man
I get home at five o'clock
And I take myself out a nice, cold beer
Always seem to be wonderin' why
There's nothin' goin' down here
It seems to me I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am
I guess that's why they call me
They call me the workin' man
Yeah, they call me the workin' man
I guess that's what I am
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Song Facts
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The song deals with people in the working class and their life
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submitted by Lucid Dreams
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