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Job boss said the job ain't rightYou got to stay here late tonightYou don't get no benefitsIf you don't like it, you could just quitJob boss, job boss; he's the highest on the sightHe beats his kids and he hates his wifeHe's got anxietyJob boss is living for the moneyI don't know about you, But I think you might agree;Job boss ain't living too freeGot a big fat loan on his home equity To pay his credit card; he says he's got a jetski Job boss got a goldskin sweater, always talks about his varsity letterThat was thirty fucking years agoJob boss, why can't he let it go?Job boss, job boss, he said to never be richcause he got that travelin ichMaybe I could get a passport stampNever have my own boat at the rampWell, I don't know about you, SongtexteBut I think you might agree;Job Boss ain't living too freeGot a big fat loan on his home equityTo pay his credit card, instead he got a TVPlasma TV, after the jetski; that's what he told meJob boss got a pug named BearThree thousand dollar fence ain't fairThat dog don't go outsideOne day the pug got up and diedJob boss, job boss; mutiny on the crewCrew do what a crew gotta donow the crew coming after youJob boss, what you're gonna do?I don't know about you, But I think you might agree;Job boss ain't living too freeGot a big fat loan on his home equityTo pay his credit card; he blew it all on WallgreensThen on a jetski, plasma tv, that he don't seeCause he filed bankruptcy Aus Songtexte Mania