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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

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

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