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Verse:
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Here comes the priest talkin down at me
Your cigarette and coffee stained teeth
They didnt see me last Sunday
And here comes the cops searching through my car
And makin me late for another gig
Are you satisfied now
Chorus:
But Im just like you, could you let me through
No
Cause youre just doing your job
And here comes the clerk, he thinks I stole from his work
A tabloid magazine
But hes inventories clean
Here comes her dad, he says my influence is bad
He says her ex is the best shes ever had
Well I guess thats a wrap
But Im just like you, could you let me through?
Well no, I guess ya cant
Cause youre just doing your job
Youre just doing your job
Youre just doing your job
Just walkin the beat
well Im just like you, could you let me through
No
Cause youre just doing your job
Youre just doing your job
Just doing your job
Just do your job
Ohhhh
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