LYRIC

I'm waiting for the blue sky to come again, I'm waiting for long sleepy sunshine, baking in the heat of the midday, with a warm sticky breeze from the east side, you can see this city through a pink haze, where everybodie's working on overtime, I wanna lie back and while my time away, I ain't gonna work in no beehive, from today I'm on eternal holiday, from today I'm giving up, I resign…
cause I ain't gonna work in the sunshine, I ain't gonna work in the sunshine, no I ain't gonna work in the sunshine…
I wish that I was born in Mexico, where it's never gonna snow in springtime, and everybodie's loose and on the go slow, find yourself a wall and then you recline, it's time for me to pick up a telephone, I think it's time I called the airline…
cause I ain't gonna work in the sunshine, I ain't gonna work in the sunshine, no I ain't gonna work in the sunshine…
come winter I must be gone, I must be gone, long gone I must be gone
come winter I must be gone, I must be gone, long gone I must be gone
cause I ain't gonna work in the sunshine, I ain't gonna work in the sunshine, no I ain't gonna work in the sunshine…
in the sunshine, in the sunshine, come lie with me in the sunshine

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