Work ourselves, fingers to the bone Suck the morrow, drain my soul Pay your dues, and your debts Pay your respects, everybody tells you You pay for what you get You pay for what you get
Everybody asks me how she's doing Has she really lost her mind? I said, I couldn't tell you I've lost mine
Words, words, words have you heard A bird in hand is much better than, Any number free to wander Fly away... Stay You pay for what you get You pay for what you get
Everybody asks me how she's doing Has she really lost her... Everybody asks me how she's doing Since she went away I said I couldn't tell I'm okay
I'm okay I'm okay, how are you?
Pay for what you get... Pay for what you get...oh... Pay for what you get... Pay for what you get... Oh...
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