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Day 12 Lyrics
Oh, one of these days when the work week gets low
I am taking you out to the movies
And buying everything you want with the money
Tell me I did good, baby
You're proud of my eight bucks an hour
You don't need all of that big shit
You just want seats by the aisle
And you had me wrapped up around you
A paper sleeve
To your convenience store fruit pie
I am taking you out to the movies
And buying everything you want with the money
You're proud of my eight bucks an hour
You don't need all of that big shit
You just want seats by the aisle
A paper sleeve
To your convenience store fruit pie
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