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Out of Work - Lyrics

Eight a.m., I'm up and my
Feet beatin' on the sidewalk
Down at the unemployment agency
All I get's talk
I check the want ads but there
Just ain't nobody hiring
What's a man supposed to do
When he's down and

Out of work
I need a job, I'm out of work
I'm unemployed, I'm out of work
I need a job, I'm out of work

I go to pick my girl up
Her name is Linda Brown
Her dad invites me in
He tells me to sit down
The small talk that we're making
Is going pretty smooth
But then he drops a bomb
"Son, what d'ya do?"

I'm out of work
I need a job, I'm out of work
I'm unemployed, I'm out of work
I need a job, I'm out of work
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, Mr. President
I know you got your plans
You're doing all you can now
To aid the little man
We got to do our best to
Whip that inflation down
Maybe you got a job for me
Just driving you around

(I'm out of work)
These tough times, they're enough
To make a man lose his mind
(I'm out of work)
Up there you got a job but down here below

I'm out of work
I need a job, I'm out of work
I'm unemployed, I'm out of work
I need a job, I'm out of work

Ooh, I'm out of work
I'm out of work
I'm out of work
I'm out of work
I'm out of work
I'm out of work
I'm out of work

Writer(s): BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

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