Roll with the Punches

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More music, more music More music, more music Roll it, baby Roll with the punches is what I tell To people when things don't go too well When you go for the gold and you come back empty When the ups are few and the downs are plenty When you talk with the girl that you always desired You busted a move, but the move backfired When life puts you in the little crunches Don't give up, you got to roll with the punches Roll it, baby Work, no matter what occupation Any time's good time for vacation Every day's the same you can't believe the monotony So when the weekend comes it's like you had a lobotomy You can't do a thing without the boss start yellin' It wouldn't be bad if his breath wasn't smellin' A good day's work for a good day's pay But that's before Uncle Sam takes a portion away Now a lot of times you feel just like quittin' But without a job, you're home alone sittin' Checkin' the want ads for jobs to fill Watchin' soaps, Geraldo and Oprah and Phil My advice is to roll with it, honey And soon you'll find that you'll be in the money Expense accounts and three martini lunches And that's what you get when you roll with the punches Roll it, baby You got to roll with the punches Roll with it Roll it, baby Lotto, take your chance for a dollar If I win, then I'll scream and holler High on the hog is the way to be And it's def livin' in the lap of luxury I picked four numbers they were all okay For the fifth and sixth I used my birthday But I erased my birthday and said better yet I'll use the birthday of a girlie that I just met I filled out the ticket gave it a kiss for luck Handed it to the agent with a brand-new buck Went home to watch TV on a Saturday night Four numbers came up and they were all alright Now what happened next, nearly made me drop dead It wasn't her birthday, it was mine instead I said next time I'll just play my hunches But what the heck, I'll just roll with the punches Roll with it You got to go with the flow Roll with it, baby Like this Women, let me tell you about 'em Can't live with them, can't live without 'em The ones you like only seem to hate you The ones you hate only seem to date you Girls will often tell you, you come on too strong You've got to take it slow to make the love last long But I say the early bird catches the worm The late bird gets the girlie with the two-dollar perm Man, that put me in dilema Case in point a fly girl name Gemma I met this lady at a quiet place About 5 years ago we were face to face I stepped up to her, tossed the first line Like fishin' I was wishin' that the girl would be mine I told my best jokes and she started smilin' A voice inside said, "Yo Young, you're stylin'" But then Gemma really startin actin' silly 'Cause she broke up with her boyfriend Billy She wanted advice and she was coming to me I said, "You need Dear Abby, not the Young MC" Because I don't mind being a shoulder to cry on But I need one who needs a body to lie on 'Cause nowadays, I got girls by the bunches Yeah, I got smart and just rolled with the punches Roll it, baby You got to go with the flow Roll it, baby Nowadays I got girls by the bunches I got smart and just rolled with the punches
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- Young MC