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Sorry I'm late but I had to pay my water rate Boss, boss, me little late and ya going on bad Boss, boss work overtime yeat ya didn't see that Boss, boss do this do that driving me mad Boss, boss grey hair is a thing I never had Now let me talk so ya hear that a fat overseer ain't my style Cause we won't get along if ya wearing one plastic smile Seems like you invented 9ine to 5ive You've never want to see me ever take a five Chorus Now while ya reap what I sow do ya Know what I know; stake a bet And if dare make a slip I'd be in for a kick like a dog would get Now who said what ya sow is what ya reap That fella must be talking in his sleep Chorus Now let me talk so ya hear that a fat overseer ain't my style Cause I can't get along if ya wearing one o'them plastic smile Seems lilke you invented 9ine to 5ive You've never want to see me ever take a five
