.I'm a slave to my belly 'cause it's got to be fed
Every morning, well it lifts me out of bed and says:
"Go to work for me baby.
Buy me some bread and some wine."
My belly don't like me to be playing guitar all the time
So I'm on the train all the way to town
I sell my day and r.
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