AWA

The White Collar Holler

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Well, I wake up every morning at a quarter to eight Some woman, who's my wife, tells me not to be late I kiss the kids goodbye, I can't remember their names Week after week, it's always the same And it's, ho, boys, can't you code it, program it right Nothing ever happens in this life of mine I'm hauling up the data on the Xerox line Hauling up the data on the Xerox line Came into the office, give the keyboard a punch Cross-coordinate, then break for lunch Correlate and tabulate, process and screen Program, printout, regress to the mean And it's, ho, boys, can't you code it, program it right Nothing ever happens in this life of mine I'm hauling up the data on the Xerox line Hauling up the data on the Xerox line Oh no, it's home again, eat again, watch TV Make love to my woman at ten-fifty-three I dream the same dreams when I'm sleeping at night I'm soaring over hills like an eagle in flight And it's, ho, boys, can't you code it, program it right Nothing ever happens in this life of mine I'm hauling up the data on the Xerox line Hauling up the data on the Xerox line Someday I'm going to give up all the buttons and things Punch that time clock till it can't ring Burn my necktie and set myself free 'Cause no one's gonna fold, bend or mutilate me And it's, ho, boys, can't you code it, program it right Nothing ever happens in this life of mine I'm hauling up the data on the Xerox line Hauling up the data on the Xerox line And it's, ho, boys, can't you code it, program it right Nothing ever happens in this life of mine I'm hauling up the data on the Xerox line Hauling up the data on the Xerox line Hauling up the data on the Xerox line

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