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Curtis Catie

Slave To My Belly

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I`m a slave to my belly, `cause I`ve got to be fedEvery morning, well, it lifts me out of bedSays, "Go to work for me, baby, buy me some bread and some wine"My belly don`t like me to be playing guitar all the timeSo I`m on the train all the way to townI sell my day right away to townI`m a slave to my body, `cause I`ve got to be dressedIt tells me it don`t like my taste, though I try my best"Bring me home some silk pants I can wear tonight"I say, "Hey, I don`t make that much, give me a break, all right?"So I`m on the train all the way to townI sell my day right away to townI`m a slave to my two feet, `cause they want to come homeThey want to come upstairs and rest their little bones"Love the floor that we walk on, love this house that you own"And I don`t have the heart to tell them that I don`tSo I`m on the train all the way to townI sell my day right away to town

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