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Come Home Baby, Get a Job Video (MV)




Performed By: Rich Webb
Length: 4:36
Written by: RICHARD WEBB




Rich Webb - Come Home Baby, Get a Job Lyrics




Come Home Baby, Get a Job

Come home baby, get a job
No matter what you say
I'll make it happen right away
I don't mind
If this place gets hosed
We'll open up the doors
Yeah I'm changing all my clothes

You know the worst part of you leaving
Is all the bits you've left here behind
There's not an inch of this place
Where I can find peace and quiet
Some of my friends have got the shits about the way that it's all panned out
Don't go crazy out there running and forget what it's all about

Come home baby, get a job
The pots are piling up
This place smells like a hog lives here
Even your sweet dog
Won't talk to me anymore
I think he's hiding around the back
Making friends with the old girl's cat

And it's bin day today and we didn't get anywhere near the top
They say there's a cold snap coming,
They say there's a bomb about to drop
Well you know I didn't mean it
Whatever it was I forgot to say
I've taken up ballroom dancing baby
And I want to dance with you every day

Come home baby, I'll get a job
I know it's about time I did
I've got a friend who knows someone whose Mum knows someone who quit
And I'm going to work my arse off
Until this place is full of the things you love
We're going to dine like champions
Taxi home and all of the above

All I'm asking is you give me one more chance, come on give it a go
I'm a working man who's just been dropped from one big high to one big low
I've got hairs on my chest you won't find just anywhere
And when it comes to pool shooting baby
I'll let you win, it's only fair

Come home baby, get a job
No matter what you say
I'll make it happen right away
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Come Home Baby, Get a Job

Come home baby, get a job
No matter what you say
I'll make it happen right away
I don't mind
If this place gets hosed
We'll open up the doors
Yeah I'm changing all my clothes

You know the worst part of you leaving
Is all the bits you've left here behind
There's not an inch of this place
Where I can find peace and quiet
Some of my friends have got the shits about the way that it's all panned out
Don't go crazy out there running and forget what it's all about

Come home baby, get a job
The pots are piling up
This place smells like a hog lives here
Even your sweet dog
Won't talk to me anymore
I think he's hiding around the back
Making friends with the old girl's cat

And it's bin day today and we didn't get anywhere near the top
They say there's a cold snap coming,
They say there's a bomb about to drop
Well you know I didn't mean it
Whatever it was I forgot to say
I've taken up ballroom dancing baby
And I want to dance with you every day

Come home baby, I'll get a job
I know it's about time I did
I've got a friend who knows someone whose Mum knows someone who quit
And I'm going to work my arse off
Until this place is full of the things you love
We're going to dine like champions
Taxi home and all of the above

All I'm asking is you give me one more chance, come on give it a go
I'm a working man who's just been dropped from one big high to one big low
I've got hairs on my chest you won't find just anywhere
And when it comes to pool shooting baby
I'll let you win, it's only fair

Come home baby, get a job
No matter what you say
I'll make it happen right away
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Writer: RICHARD WEBB
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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