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Wild Sex (In The Working Class)

I work so hard trying to make a few buck
I pass the hours in a dream
The sweat keeps rolling off the tip of my nose
There's only one thing keeps me on my feet

I may be greasing the wheels in a noisy factory
I may be hunched over metal machines
Watching the gears as they move, just reminds me, of bodies in motion
The sweat and the sound

Wild sex in the working class
After five it's a gas
Wild sex in the working class
Counting minutes gonna get home fast
Thinking of your warm skin
While I touch cold steel
The days go by to the pounding beat
My back is aching so bad
But I'm grinning inside
Thinking of you keeps me on my feet

I work so hard I'm thinking of you
I work so hard but I'm thinking of you
I work so hard