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Get a Real Job
Words and Music by John Allee

I got a woman who tells me all the time …

To get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
(repeat)

She says you come home all broken and spent
But you got no do-re-mi to make the rent
She says I got bills and hell to pay
It’s been a blast, but your money won’t last me another day

Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
(repeat)

She says you got a slow ambition and a lazy gait
And it’s about time you pulled your own damn weight
Beans don’t grow from an apple seed
I got moths in my Mother Hubbard cupboards and mouths to feed

Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
(repeat)

See my baby she says, she says she likes me working
So I’m working, and I’m working beaucoup
She wonders why there ain’t more money
I wonder what else I got to do

And she wants me to …

Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
(repeat)

She says you’re a hard hittin’ Joe in a no hitter game
You say it’s a slump but Chump, it’s always the same
She says I need a man who’s worth what he makes
Got his eye on the ball and that ain’t all, got a hand in the stakes

Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
Get a real job, get a real job, get a real job
(repeat)


© 2023 John Allee/Portuguese Knees Music ASCAP.
Lyrics Reprinted with Permission.  All Rights Reserved.

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