| I’m working hard from mornin' ‘til night
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| My shoulder bendin' to the wheel
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| I get home, you start to run me down
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| How do you think it makes me feel?
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| Your lashin' tongue, it hurts my soul
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| I start to thinkin' and I lose control
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| I’m not movin' like I know I should
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| Or feelin' like I’d like to feel
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| And I spend my days just foolin' around
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| I can’t function, honey, when you run me down
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| Oh darlin', don’t you run me down
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| I gotta make a little fortune
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| So I can bring it on home to you
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| You’re only hurtin' yourself my friend
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| Treatin' me the way you do
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| My hands are tied behind my back
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| I’m drinking dinner from a paper sack
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| Every day is the fourth of july
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| And I’m nothin' but an april fool
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| Well, I spend my days just cruisin' around
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| I can’t function, honey, when you run me down
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| Oh darlin', don’t you run me down
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| I’m half a man with half a heart
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| I hear you laughin' and I fall apart
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| I’d like to put it on the table
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| But I’m lost before I even start
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| You do me wrong and it’s bringing me down
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| My idle ways are the talk of the town
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| You make me feel like a do-nothing clown
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| I can’t function, honey, when you run me down
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| Oh darlin', don’t you run me down
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| Oh darlin', don’t you run me down
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| (spoken)
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| Hey, don’t you run me down darlin'
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| It’s not polite
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| In public!
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| In public?
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| Down there in front of Abraham & Strauss?
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| I seen it
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| I was a W, now I’m an L
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| Somethin' wrong with my… |