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 Well I'm work shy, I'm wild-eyed 
So shut that door when the baby cries 
And keep me well fed, give me warm bread 
Lay my body on a feather bed 
And spoil me, angeline 
Get to work when the whistle screams, angeline. 
Maybe someday, some way 
Somewhere in the future there's more pay 
Give me more cash, bring me sour mash 
Peel me a grape and fetch my stash 
And bite me, angeline 
Let me use you like a sex machine, angeline. 
You've got to swing that hammer, punch that card 
Angeline I love you when you work so hard 
Swing that hammer and sew my jeans 
Angeline just loves it when I treat her mean. 
Well I talk tough, I act rough 
Lay still honey I can't get enough 
And keep your nose clean, let me be 
On your knees when you speak to me 
And trust me, angeline 
And talk real dirty and I'll make you scream angeline. 
            
 
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