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I got up and I drove to work On the wrong side of the road What the hell would I do I must admit I didn't know Andrea came along y'all To add a couple lines or so I got one I finished yesterday And I got three-point-six to go One down And three-point-six Tomorrow And I'm outta here One down And three-point-six Tomorrow And I'm out of here People tell me Ben, just make up junk And turn it in But I never was alright with turning in A bunch of shit Don't like wasting time On music that won't make you proud But now I've found a reason To sit right down and shit some out One down And three-point-six Tomorrow And I'm outta here One down And three-point-six Tomorrow And I'm out of here Yeah, yeah I love you more than Any man has loved before I Love you more than All the stars up in the sky I think that we should Settle down and Live happily forever After What do you think of that? I'm really not complaining I realize it's just a job And I hate hearing belly-aching rockstars Whine and sob 'Cause I could be bussing tables I could well be pumpin' gas Yeah, but I get paid much finer For playin' piano and kissin' a*s And it's one-point-six Yesterday And three-point-six The last One down And three-point-six Tomorrow And I'm outta here One down And three-point-six Tomorrow And I'm out of here One down And three-point-six One down And three-point-six Tomorrow And I'm out of here