Slaid Cleaves - Working Stiff

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Where do all the sailors go, when there ships don’t come in
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They’re all working in a five foot box, filing folders, punching clocks
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What became of whats her name, she could sing like a bird
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Someone said that she was getting out, cleaned up her mess and then she headed south


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And I always thought I would be somebody
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And I never thought it would come this
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Now I’m just another working stiff

Where did all the day dreams go I only know that there gone
Just another of the things I’ve lost and now I mind my manners when I’m talking to the boss


And I always thought I would be somebody
And I never thought it would come to this
Now I’m just another working stiff