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Artist: Gretchen Wilson Album: All Jacked Up Title: Full Time Job
I'm a Mother, I'm a lover A chef, a referree I'm a Doctor and a chauffer, seven days a week I ain't asking for a medal, yea, I know you work too I'd just like a little credit where credit is due
It's the hardest gig I've known, I work my fingers to the bone Yea, the dishes and the diapers never stop Lousy pay, there ain't no 401k I know this may come as a shock.. But this here's a full time job
Well I'm takin' a vacation I could use a little fun I'll be sippin' on the silence And soaking up the sun I'm leavin' you my apron You can try it on for size You said there's nothing to it So I'm sure you'll be fine
It's the hardest gig I've known, I work my fingers to the bone Yea, the dishes and the diapers never stop Lousy pay, there ain't no 401k I know this may come as a shock but this here's a full time job
In a day or maybe two You'll be changing your tune By then you'll be ready to drop.. Working my full time job This here's a full time job
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