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Slave lyrics
Do it, do it, do it, do it Don't wanna be your slave
Twenty four hours a day Hey, why don't
you go down to the supermarket Get something to eat, steal
something of the shelves Pass by the liquor store Be
back about quarter to twelve Don't want to be
your slave Baby go, baby go, baby go Do it yeah
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