Lyric Commotion

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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