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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 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 |