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Lyrics for 'Out Of The Business' by 'Tubes'
Hey Buddy, How 'bout A Smoke?
I'm Down On My Luck.
At The End Of My Rope, I Feel Pretty Rough.
I Just Got The Sack, Take A Number Please.
I'm Never Looking Back.
I'm Out On The Street.
I Started, Down In The Dump,
Thought I Paid My Dues,
But I Was First When They Had
The Bad News.
I Always Dreamed Of Walking Out.
Punch That Guy Right In The Mouth,
But I Never Had The Guts.
Now I Know I Got The Stuff.
There's No Mistaking It Now...
I'm Out Of The Business
Out Of The Business ---
Into Rock And Roll.
All Right, 'bout Time,
Stuffed Shirts Where The Sun Don't Shine,
Late Nights, Long Days,
I Don't Need The White Collar Race.
Who Wants A Gray Flannel Suit?
I'll Throw In A Tie,
Or Some Italian Boots? It's All Right In Style.
I've Had It Up To Here, With Three Button Whores.
I Don't Regret That I'm
Walking Out The Door.
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