- Songwriters: Jean Paul De Coster, Phil De Wilde, Filip Martens, Ray Slijngaard
Okay, let's go to work
The workaholic, the workaholic
The workaholic, he works every day
24 hours, no time to play
He won't quit, he's addicted to work
I think he's going out like a jerk
Working, working, what can you do?
See the light from a different point of view
Ready in the morning for the bell to chime
I think he's glad it's working time
The workaholic
Work your body, baby, work your soul
Keep on workin', workin' to the bone
Work your body, baby, work your soul
I'm a workaholic when I'm on the floor
The workaholic
First like a jerk, why you always work?
Messing up your mind with that paperwork?
The only thing is to break ball
Is working, yo, and that's all
They do it for money but he for fun
He won't get away until the job is done
For drinkin', drinkin' like an alcoholic
The guy is just a workaholic
The workaholic
Work your body, baby, work your soul
Keep on workin', workin' to the bone
Work your body, baby, work your soul
I'm a workaholic when I'm on the floor
The workaholic, the workaholic, the workaholic
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