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Lyrics
Stuck in a rut working nine to five punch the clock proving he's a alive he's a working man getting nowhere he's got a wife, he's got a cat god only knows where they're at he's a lonely man, frustrated tired of life, working five days a week the weekend is his only treat then his money's gone, it's monday living his life gets him down once a year vacation comes around two weeks gone, time flies man was cursed from his birth it's a common truth yeah guess it was always meant to be the curse he wants reversed
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