Dirty shoes
Kick 'em off
Cowboy blues
Had enough
Getting low
Getting right
I'm on fire tonight
Might get fired tonight
You keep asking what's wrong
Don't wanna talk about it
I'll write it in a song
And fucking rock about it
Don't look too shocked about it
I'm buying stock about it
Everybody's singing down the whole dang block about it
Uhh
Get paid
Until the money gets made
Until your dying days
I wanna make it easy for you
Easy for you honey
You and me
Made of gold
Can't be bought
Can't be sold
Yeah, if there's one thing about this place that I can't stand
It's the money man
Ugh
Get paid
Until the money gets made
Until your dying day
I wanna make it easy for you
Easy for you honey
Hey, Get paid
Wish it wasn't this way
But for your pretty face
I wanna make it easy for you
Easy for you
Make it easy for you
Easy For You
Make it easy for you
You keep asking what's wrong
Don't wanna talk about it
I'll write it in a song and fuckin' rock about it
Don't look so shocked about
I'm on the clock about it
Everybody's singing down the whole damn block about it
Ugh!
Get paid
Until the money gets made
Until your dying day
I wanna make it easy for you
Easy for you honey
AH!
Get paid
I wish it wasn't this way
But for your pretty face
I wanna make it easy for you
Easy for you honey
Can't pay my rent
Can't buy no avocados
What's a boy to do
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