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Vengaboys - Uncle John from Jamaica
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Lyrics copied from the album booklet or the official website
8 o'clock get up get outta
bed
I feel like a truck ran
over my head
Another day of stress and
sorrow
Skip breakfast, 'cause I
gotta go
Ain't got no time to take
it slow
And I will do my hair tomorrow
I can't take it no more
Oh no no no no
Is this what I'm living
for?
But my uncle John from Jamaica
Keeps on calling every day
Just buy a ticket and take
a
Summer holi-holiday
6 o'clock my job is still
not done
The life I'm living ain't
no fun
Too many days of stress
and sorrow
My boss just won't give
me a break
And this is more than I
can take
Think I will quit this job
tomorrow
Lyrics added on 09/07/2005
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