Cats Don't Work

It's so hot, I could almost bake in the heat
I'm sweating like a pig got the lipstick slidin' off me...
And that sun made a four-foot crack in the street
My hair is gonna curl wouldn't change it for the world
I'm so happy and free

But work comes around to spoil my fun
It don't help that it's the same for everyone...

So I put my bear feet on, a movie up on the screen
No bills no work no nothing's troubling me
Because the cats don't work, so why the hell should we
Let's stick it to The Man no slaving at the cannery

But here comes work to spoil my fun
Oh it don't help me to know that it's the same for everyone...

So I put my bear feet on, a movie up on the screen
No bills no work no nothing's troubling me
Because the cats don't work, so why the hell should we
Let's stick it to The Man drop the can and sing it back to me...
So I put my bear feet on, a movie up on the screen
No bills no work no nothing's troubling me
Because the cats don't work, so why the hell should we
Let's stick it to The Man no slaving at the cannery
Let's stick it to The Man no slaving at the cannery



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