Do It

     
 

If the wheel is fixed
I would still take a chance
If we're treading on thin ice
Then we might as well dance
So I play the fool
But I can't sit still
Help me get this rock
To the top of this hill

Do it
'Til we're sick of it
Do it 'till you can't do it no more

Friends will pity you
I guess that's what they're for
But they just take you like they find you
When they find you on the floor

But you do it
Til you sick of it
Do it til you can't do it no more


Third Down,110 To Go

  © 1972 Jesse Winchester                          "Do It"
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