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Вершы: Baha Men. Rat Race.

Well, I wake up in the morning
Each and every day
And I sit down at the table
And I hear my daddy say

Life is nothing, it's a nothing
Life is nothing but a slap in the face
Life is nothing, it's a nothing
Life is nothing but a fat rat race

Every night I have a dream
That you're taking off your dress
The only thing you're wearing
Is a button on your chest

And the button, it says nothing
Life is nothing but a slap in the face
Life is nothing, it's a nothing
Life is nothing but a fat rat race

What is life? What is life?
A rat race, a rat race
What is life? What is life?
A rat race, a rat race
A rat race, a rat, rat race

It's a jungle out there
And I know I don't belong
So all night long
I just sing my stupid song

Life is nothing, it's a nothing
Life is nothing but a slap in the face
Life is nothing, it's a nothing
Life is nothing but a fat rat race

What is life? A rat race
What is life? A rat race
A rat, a rat race, a rat race