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Newsboy Gee, it's neat to be a newsboy You ride your bike around the neighborhood You get known at the stores And outa your chores And it pays real good It you're eleven Gee, I dig the world of finance And doing business like my daddy does And I could grow up to the Horatio Alger Whoever he was Oh, I like my paper route quite a bit But there's one part that's my favorite You put your hands around the paper Throw the paper in the bushes Watch the bushes go Boin-n-n-g-g-g You watch the bushes go Sproin-n-n-g-g-g You watch the bushes go... So when your head is draggin' Cause your mommas been a-naggin' And your sister's been annoying Go throw the paper in the bushes Watch the bushes go Boin-n-n-g-g-g-g-g Hey, it's boss tomeet the public You learn who pays you quick and who forgets You learn new words to swear And things to beware Like having debts And german shepards Hey, it's nifty making contacts There's major people in half a mile And i could grow up to be the president someday If I practice my smile And anytime I want to call it quits I just think about those fringe benefits... Everyone You put your hands aroung the paper Throw the paper in the bushes Watch the bushes go Newsboy Boin-n-n-g-g-g Everyone You watch the bushes go Newsboy Sproin-n-n-g-g-g Everyone You watch the bushes go... Newsboy So long as I'm in business You know where you can find me Working and enjoying Throw the Paper in the bushes And Watch the bushes go Boing... G-g-g-g-g-g-g!
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