Working on It

Oh how I'd love it girl, just you and me
 
 Take the day and fly
 
 But oh this job, it's got the best of me
 Tell you why, tell you why
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 Somebody above is in a desperate state
 Some kind of urgency, the kind that won't wait
 I say tomorrow, he say today
 And the man in my head well he tell me no way
 Keep working
 I got eight little fingers and only two thumbs
 Will you leave me in peace while I get the work done
 Can't you see I'm working
 Oh, oh I'm working on it
 Oh, oh I'm working on it
 Well they're coming from above me
 And they're coming from below
 Yea they're in there right behind me
 Everywhere that I go
 And my buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line
 He say gimme, gimme, gimme
 I say I ain't got the time
 Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it
 Oh, oh I'm working on it
 Yea, yea, oh tell 'em
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 How I'd love it girl, just you and me
 Take the day and fly
 But oh, this job it's got the best of me
 Tell you why
 Well they're coming from above me
 And they're coming from below
 Yea they're in there right behind me
 Everywhere that I go
 My buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line
 He say gimme, gimme, gimme
 I say I ain't got the time
 Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it
 Oh, oh I'm working on it
 Oh, oh I'm working
 Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it