[Intro]
Mm
Mmm, bye, bye
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
She said, "I hate my day job, I don't feel it"
I need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
Run, yeah, my bag, run, fuck your feelings, I detach them

[Verse]
Wonder why I had them, with her bad lungs
Running back to 'em, I, If I'd have known
Aren't you tired of running?
If I'd have known
She run it 'til the cash come, wonder what happened
On the inside, who got the answer?
Don't got hands, I don't got answer
You and your friends, wherever the bands tucked

[Chorus]
She said I hate my, (Yeah) day job, I don't feel it
I need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, I have none
Yeah, right
Ooh, ooh