Work, work, work
Sweat, sweat, sweat
Bills and debt
When will it ever end
When will I see the sunshine again
It's so you have something to do I guess
For if you don't, your sure to have less
So I'll put on a smile and tighten my belt
Into the Eight to Five I'll melt
But everyday you'll hear me say
Work is fun but I'd rather play
Posted on June 2, 2009 at 10:00am — 1 Comment