WSTR – JOBBO

WSTR – JOBBO Lyrics

Artist: WSTR
Song: JOBBO

Ouueeeeggghhhh!
Pray for the day
Pray for the day that I die
They called me late last night

Too bad my brain was fried
Come Monday mornin
Real life’s a callin
Call one more f#ckin time an I swear I’ll set it off

I don’t know what I signed up for
But I know this isn’t it
So tell me baby, why you lyin for cos your givin me the ick
I could go on an on but what the f#ck for

If the glass shoe doesn’t fit
It makes me itch
It makes me sick
Yeah

Go get a job
Suit up an wear a tie
I’m alright
They want me at my best

My best is f#ckin high
Come Monday mornin
Real life’s a callin
Call one more f#ckin time an I swear I’ll set it off

Don’t test me
I don’t know what I signed up for
But I know this isn’t it
So tell me baby, why you lyin for cos your givin me the ick

I could go on an on but what the f#ck for
If the glass shoe doesn’t fit
It makes me itch
It makes me sick

Yeah
f#ck a job
f#ck a cop
Give um everything you got

f#ck the man
f#ck a opp
Don’t be something that you’re not
f#ck Monday mornin

Real life is borin
I don’t know what I signed up for
But I know this isn’t it
So tell me baby, why you lyin for cos your givin me the ick

I could go on an on but what the f#ck for
If the glass shoe doesn’t fit
It makes me itch
It makes me itch

Yeah
Come Monday mornin
Real life’s a callin
It makes me itch

f#ck Monday mornin
Real life if borin
It makes me itch
It makes me sick
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Release Year: 2021