Holy Smokes! - Do Your Job

Well I'm sure sick of customer service
And waiting for waiting for
The phone calls the emails and the details
Of my life

Just do your job
It's what you're paid for
And it's not hard when its what you're trained for

Well I'm sure sick of conversation
And waiting for waiting for
The phone calls
That fuckin' elevator music to try and slow me down

Do your job
It's what you're paid for
And it's not hard when its what you're trained for

And I wait
Each day
For something to come around
And I pray
Oh I pray for something to come around

Just do your job
It's what you're paid for
And it's not hard when its what you're trained for

Just do your job
It's what you're paid for
And it's not hard when its what you're trained for

Written by:
Jake Dunning, Nelson Alexander, Sam Old

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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