Lyrics to An Orchestration's Overture
You're working that job,
You're working your fingers to the bone,
And when you went cold,
What did you find there?
Was he such a bad boy after all?
After all?
Was she such a bad girl after all?
You're working that job,
You're working your fingers to the bone,
And when you went cold,
What did you find there?
Was he such a bad boy after all?
After all?
Was she such a bad girl after all?
You're working your fingers to the bone,
And when you went cold,
What did you find there?
Was he such a bad boy after all?
After all?
Was she such a bad girl after all?
You're working that job,
You're working your fingers to the bone,
And when you went cold,
What did you find there?
Was he such a bad boy after all?
After all?
Was she such a bad girl after all?
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