Workin' For Mca (Live)

Seven years of hard luck comin' down on me
From the Florida borderland up to Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, mister, every honky-tonk
Along come Mr. Yankee slicker, said, "Maybe you're what I want"

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
"Gonna give you lots of money," he said to me
Workin' for MCA

Oh, 9,000 dollars, that's all we could win
So we smiled at the Yankee slicker with a big ol' Southern grin
They're gonna take me out to California, gonna make me a superstar
Just pay me all my money, maybe you won't get a scar

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
"Gonna give you lots of money," he said
Workin' for MCA, whoo!

Oh, slickers took my money since I was 17
If it ain't no pencil pusher, then it's gotta be a honky-tonk queen
But I'll sign my contract, baby, I won't you people to know
Every penny that I make, I gotta see where my money goes

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money, what do you say, people?
Workin' for MCA

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