.Sweat my youth away
With the rules we have to play
Speeding through your magazine
Pistol, pavement, no T.V.
Talk and talk
No time, night time
Burnt inside
[Chorus]
Here comes the daylight, here comes my job
Uptown in the penthouse or downtown with the mob
Here comes the.
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