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One, two One, two, three, four This here is the story about a househusband who, you know, just has to get out of the house. He's been looking at the, you know, the kids for days and days; he's been watching the kitchen and screwing around watching Sesame Street till he's going crazy!
Woke up this morning, blues around my head No need to ask the reason why Went to the kitchen and lit a cigarette Blew my worries to the sky
I'm stepping out I'm stepping out I'm stepping out I'm stepping out
If it don't feel right you don't have to do it Just leave a message on the phone and tell them to screw it After all is said and done, you can't go pleasing everyone So screw it Ooh-oo-ooh
I'm stepping out I'm stepping out I'm stepping out, baby I'm stepping out
The baby's sleeping, the cats have all been blessed Ain't nothing doing on T.V. (Summer repeats) Put on my space suit, I got to look my best I'm going out to do the city
I'm stepping out I'm stepping out I'm stepping out, babe I'm stepping out Boogie
One more
I'm stepping out, hold it down I'm stepping out I'm stepping out Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get out I'm stepping out, babe, just for awhile Ain't been out for days Got to do it tonight Gimme a break, gimme a break Gotta get out Gotta get out Just for awhile Just for the night I'll be in before one... or two... or three... goodbye!
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