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Well, I was born on a Sunday
On Thursday I had me a job
I was born on a Sunday, By
Thursday I was working out on the job
I ain't never had no day off
Since I learned right from wrong
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said:
I gotta earn my own way!
