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Well everybody thinks my pockets are deep But what about these mouths that I gotta feed If I get a raise it's already gone And my little list goes on and on Sometimes I think I'm coming unwired I got me a case of the blue collar tired I hardly see my woman 'cause she's working too We're doing all that two bodies can do Up before dawn and down after dark Nothing comes easy yeah the lessons are hard What good are dreams if they won't take you higher I'll go to my grave being blue collar tired (chs) I'm blue collar tired of what's going on I can barely afford my blue collar home Let me hit the numbers, let me find a fire Let me have some rest I'm blue collar tired Well me and my boss we don't get along We're on different pages of different songs Now one kid wants a car, another wants a bike Me and my oldest we're startin' to fight I could tell you some stories but I'm preachin' to the choir It's a middle class drama and I'm blue collar tired From Letras Mania