Sublime — Work That We Do

[Verse 1] Well, we realized so long, long ago And I bet you That we've seen it all, the lies won't let you I've got fourteen miles to go I've got rhythm, common sense, I've got the sto But I won't wanna come around our love So, why? If you are rich, I'm gonna hang you on the wall And I'm-a find you And when I find you, I'm gonna get your lovin' arms today So, we fight to get, we fight to get our weary arms to bed Real love's something that I still hope People make their own places to go And now in '94, we're gonna lie some more In 1994, were going to die some more Is it ever going to be the last show? It's a-going to be the last straw Forced him out to make the cards that we draw The women don't mind, I've got ample time They don't wonder why that they do [Chorus] That's work that we do Work that we do, is work that we do It's a beat Bass stop bumpin' all over the place