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Ahhhhhgggg!

Ohhh ... seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me

From the Florida border, yes, up to Nashville Tennessee

I worked in every joint you can name, yessuh, every honkytonk

Along come Mister Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you what I want

Want you to sign your contract

Want you to sign today

Gonna give you lots of money

 Workin' for MCA

(SOLO)

Ohhh ... nine thousand dollars, that's all we could win

But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin

They're gonna take me out to California, gonna make me a superstar

Just pay me all my money and maybe you won't get a scar

Want you to sign your contract

Want you to sign today

Gonna give you lots of money

 Workin' for MCA

(SOLO)

Ohhh ... slickers steal my money, since I was seventeen

If it ain't no pencil pusher, then it got to be a honkytonk queen

But I'll sign my contract, baby, and I want you people to know

Every penny that I make, I want to see where my money goes

Want you to sign your contract

Want you to sign today

Gonna give you lots of money

 Workin' for MCA

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