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• Artiste: Albert Hammond
• Titre: Smokey Factory Blues
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<script type="text/javascript"> $(document).ready(function(e) { $(".protected").disableSelection(); }); </script>Early in the misty, misty morning Headin' for another freeway jam Sleepy eyed and shivering Waking up and wishing it was Sunday I wish it was Sunday On the radio they're playin' love songs Songs that make me want to turn around Factory gates are up ahead I wish that I was home in bed with you, my love Back home with you, my love But I work to make a living And I work without a break And I work when I am sleeping And I work when I'm awake Yes, and I'd like to leave the city But I can't afford the move And I think I'm goin' under With those way down low down Smokey factory blues I was born a lover not a worker Money doesn't smell like sweet perfume Some of us feel out of place With engine oil upon our face Believe me, you better believe me<br/>---<br/>"Smokey Factory Blues" as written by Albert/hazlewood Hammond<br/>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing<br/>Lyrics powerd by <a href="http://www.lyricfind.com/" target="_NEW" style="text-decoration: none;">LyricFind</a><br/>