Lyrics College - Nola Wren
Twenty
four
hotflush
brown-eyed
girl
Making
no
good
money
in
a
big
bad
world
I
don't
know
where
I'll
begin
but
I
know
where
I
wanna
go
(o-oh)
So
I
punch
the
clock
and
roam
the
night
Gotta
really
hate
my
nine
to
five
Sick
of
working
'till
my
body
hurts
Oh
why'd
I
go
to
college?
The
fuck
I
go
to
college
Oh
what
the
point
in
o-la-la
(Hey!)
Bonafide
hustler
Skin
tight
jeans
Got
a
choice:
Education
/ Living
on
the
streets
I
don't
know
where
I
belong
but
I'm
getting
there
on
my
own
(o-oh)
So
I
punch
the
clock
and
roam
the
night
Gotta
really
hate
my
nine
to
five
Sick
of
working
'till
my
body
hurts
Oh
why'd
I
go
to
college
The
fuck
I
go
to
college
Oh
what's
the
point
in
o-la-la
O-la-la
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