Letras:
No Fun At All Welcome To The Working Week

why, welcome to the working week Oh, I know I don't thrill you, I hope I don't kill you, welcome to the working week You gotta do it till you're through

why, why, why, why, welcome to the working week Oh, I know I don't thrill you, I hope I don't kill you, welcome to the working week You gotta do it till

how to use 'em, fight dirty as shit I throw a grenade and all-in-one bury a clique You see y'all got it all wrong like women in tuxedos They comin' up

all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that two) [Velma Kelly] And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that Jazz

can drive me take me to your little country house for the week-end and to welcome spring we could sit on the stairs outside of your house and look at