Roll Up My Sleeves
I got to roll up my sleeves
And go to work
Even though at times I simply don’t want to
There is no choice
Says a voice
I got to do what I got to do
For work pays bills and keeps you alive
I have rolled up my sleeves
And got to work
I am staring a new life
On a strong note
Work keeps me alive
There is nothing else to be more precise
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