| From the station to the cars we drive
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| Highways across the road
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| With the scene of people passing through
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| Now it’s onward, off we go
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| You work hard, you work hard enough to get by
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| In the daylight, I can’t see that far
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| With those two words, really mess you up
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| Can that sign of big bro’s concubine
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| People take theirs and let you go
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| You work hard, you work hard enough, yeah
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| 'Til you’ve had enough love
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| And you’re breaking up slow
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| And you’ve had enough love
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| You work hard enough
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| And you’ve had enough love
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| And you’re breaking up slow
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| And you’ve had enough love
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| You work hard, you work hard
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| It’s the mayor and the seizure pills
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| They aren’t far away, only hanging around
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| To the city of back roads and prison bars
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| No one’s out here after dark
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| Well, you work hard, you work hard enough, yeah
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| 'Til you’ve had enough love
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| And you’re breaking up slow
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| And you’ve had enough love
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| You work hard
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| And you’ve had enough love
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| And you’re breaking up slow
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| And you’ve had enough love
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| You work hard, you work hard
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| Say it slow, see the space you’ve earned
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| To the space you’ve known
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| To the space you know
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |