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you work eighty five hours a week with no vacation days you been thirty years with the company never got a raise you're looking for an explanation you just climb back up on your hoss ride on over to the rich part of town and tell it to the ching dong boss if you blow all night on the clarinet with only cheap whiskey to drink or if you lecture all day at the universitay with only second hand thoughts to think or if you're supposed to throw the discus down at the olympics with only paper plates to toss don't come crying to me good buddy tell it to the ching dong boss the cards get shuffled like this the cards get shuffled like that some people gonna be skinny some people gonna be fat some are gonna turn a little profit some are gonna show a little loss if you think you're getting a raw deal go tell it to the ching dong boss opened my eyes this morning rose up outta my bed seemed like a world fulla problems was all jammed up in my head lord knows i need a shoulder to cry on somebody who might give a toss guess i'm gonna have to just suck up my pride and tell it to the ching dong boss copyright Samm Bennett - all rights reserved back to Lyrics Table of Contents |
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