Clockout

Alright, clockout!

I got my coat
I got my keys
I got my head down to my lungs and move my feet
Me, I got all the secretaries, dead on their knees
Look at 'em scoot
They gonna clockout

I got my money tied up in stock
I got my mammy take my doggie for a walk
Me, I got the biggest little business, dead on the block
Get ready, get set
'Cause we gonna clockout

Down on all fours
'Cause we gonna
We gonna, we gonna
We gonna clockout

Take my advice, hear my decree
I'm afraid the future's gonna be maintenance free
I got the big brush for your bowl, baby, can't you dig my plea?

Gonna gag
Unless we, uh, clockout

Ahaha, no no no



Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Casale
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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