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My lady left me, my boss gives me no break What I take home alone the landlord come and take Take away the pain, take away the tears And we've had a past too long to stretch out so few years These years have not been kind to you These years have not been kind to me Why do I work to buy me time to pick up the pieces? Working woman, I've been led astray I'm never gonna leave again Our hearts are one, our heads are two Your strong arms for me, my strong arms for you These years have not been kind to you These years have not been kind to me Why do I work She works for me To pick up the pieces From Letras Mania