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From Monday till Friday I sell my time They just want my body; they don't want my mind & I watch that old paycheck just slip through my hands Can't even afford no beer with my friends
Ain't that a hell of a way to live out your life?
Knowing all your tomorrows will be just a lie?
When the worries have stolen the dreams from your life & there's nothing behind you & nothing in sight
From daylight till midnight, her work goes on Raising our children & making our home She needs a new dress, but the money's all gone & what she needs most is some time all her own
Ain't that a hell of a way to live out your life?
Knowing all your tomorrows will be just a lie?
When the worries have stolen the dreams from your life & there's nothing behind you & nothing in sight
& there's nothing behind you & nothing in sight
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