Get A Job Paroles

Every morning about this time

She get me out of my bed

A-crying get a job

After breakfast, everyday

She throws the want ads right my way

And never fails to say



Get a job

Sha na na na


And my girl never fails to say

If there is any work for me

And when I go back to the house

I hear the woman's mouth

Preaching and a-crying

Tell me that I'm lying 'bout a job

That I never could find



Sha na na na, sha na na na na

Get a job

Sha na na na, sha na na na na