Song 87

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How did we get from the top of the world
To the bottom of the heap

I don't recall you mentioning
The boss is such a creep

We still have the ingredients
To make this summer sweet

Well, I got rags instead of riches

And all these dirty dishes

I wish I had three wishes

(Okay, guys, break it up)

We've got to work, work
To work this out
We'll make things right
The sun will shine

We've got to work, work
There'll be no doubt
We can still save the summer
If we work this out

(Dude, what have you gotten us into?)

(Come on, we can totally turn this thing around)

I'd rather face a seven footer
Straight up in the post

That sure beats hangin' here

And burning someone's toast

I needed Benjamins
But this ain't worth the stress

Maybe there's a better way
To fix this greasy mess

We're a champion team
A well-oiled machine
And we've faced tougher problems than this

I know it's a grind
But I'm sure we can find
A way to have fun
While we get this job done

We've got to work, work
To work this out
We'll make things right
The sun will shine

We've got to work, work
There'll be no doubt
We can still save the summer

If we work this out

Tell me what you want

Tell me what you need

A little bit of sugar

A little bit of butter

It's the perfect recipe

Pay day!

It'll taste so sweet

Pay day!

Good enough to eat

Gonna make some motion pictures

Hit the mall with all my sisters

Get tickets to the Knicks and Sixers

Kick it with the music mixers

Buy a ride that suits my style

Lounge around the pool and while

Make a date with my favorite girl

We've got it made!

We've got to work, work
To work this out
We'll make things right
The sun will shine

We've got to work, work
There'll be no doubt
We can still save the summer
If we work this out

  

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