Lyrics

Working

It's the thing I say when he calls me
No, don't come around
I'm working, so much work to do
Feet firm on the ground
I used to be same space you are
Floating on cloud nine
But I'm working feet firm on the ground
No one's wish but mine
Working feet firm on the ground
No one's wish but mine

He laughs you're always working
Working seven days
That's my fate, I tell him
Works in mystic ways
Working's just the thing I do
Keeps me out of reach from you
Maybe you should try it too
Believe me boy it pays

It hurts him when I tell him
No, you can't come around
I'm working hard all through the day
Feet firm on the ground
You should be same space as me
Not up on cloud nine
Feet so far up off the ground
They're worlds away from mine
Feet too far up off the ground
Worlds away from mine

He laughs you're always working
Working seven days
That's my fate, I tell him
Works in mystic ways
Working's just the thing I do
Keeps me out of reach from you
Maybe you should try it too
Believe me boy it pays
Bridge
Fact of life we don't have much in common
Fact of life you're not my kind of guy
Fact of life I'm working, working, working
Then you have the nerve to ask me why?
Fact of life you're not my kind of guy
Worlds away you're not my kind of guy

Can-you-believe this guy keeps calling?
Begs to come around
I'm working, so much I say
Feet firm on the ground
I used to be same space you are
Floating on cloud nine
But working now, feet on the ground
That's a choice of mine
Working feet firm on the ground
That's a choice of mine
Oh yeah
He laughs you're always working
Working, working, working
Laments you're always working
Working seven days
That's my fate, I tell him
Works in mystic ways
Working, working, working
Working seven days
That's my choice I tell him
Take my word, it pays
That's my choice I tell him
Take my word, it pays

These days I'm working
Working
Working
Hey yeah


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