"Second floor: hardware, children's wear, ladies' lingerie. Oh! Good morning, Mr. Tyler. Going... down?"
Yeah!
Workin' like a dog for the bossman (Whoa)
Workin' for the company (Whoa yeah)
I'm bettin' on the dice I'm tossin' (Whoa)
I'm gonna have a fantasy (Whoa yeah)
But where am I gonna look?
They tell me that love is [...]
Unfortunately, we are not licensed to display the full lyrics for this song at the moment. Hopefully we will be able to in the future. Until then, how about a random page?[I want to edit metadata]
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