Traffic in the city turns my head around.
No, no, no, no, no.
Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church,
Ev´rywhere you look there´s a frown, frown.
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Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
People keep atalkin´, they don´t say a word.
Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw.
Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door,
So much goin´ on I just can´t hear.
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Hurryin´ to get there so you save some time.
Run, run, run, run, run.
Rushin´ to the treadmill, rushin´ to get home,
Worry ´bout the time you save, save.
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