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Seven on a monday morning. And it`s a sunny day. It`s just too hot to be working But you`ve got to pay your way.
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So here i am sitting at the bus stop Wishing i was somewhere else Where i didn`t have to work my rocks off Wishing i could please myself.
Ten hours a day i`m grafting Under the bosses eye, Earn just enough to keep going, Making cars i`ll never buy.
(chorus)
So here i am sitting ...........
Five days a week i`m giving, My time is clocking on. Just two days left for living, Wondering where my life has gone.
(chorus)
So here i am sitting ...........
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