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Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yes up to Nashville Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name mister, every honkytonk
Along come Mr.Yankee Slicker, sayin', "Maybe you're what I want"

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA

9000 dollars, that's all we could win
But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin
They're gonna take me out to California gonna make me a superstar
Just pay me all of my money and mister maybe you won't get a scar

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA

Suckers took my money since I was seventeen
If it ain't no pencil pusher then it got to be a honkytonk queen
But I'll sign my contract baby and I wan't you people to know
That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA