Janet Jackson - Whoops Now Lyrics
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Whoops Now
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What Are The Lyrics For Whoops Now By Janet Jackson?
Friday morning
And all my work is done I've packed my bags I'm on the run I got a feeling that I'm gonna have some Fun in the sun With my friends And he's got me going Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go Sorry I can't go Sorry I can't go now Friday noon And my boss is on the phone He's telling me That I can't leave home An extra hand at work Is what he called for He said we need you here Tell my friends I'm going Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go I don't know why My job has called me in It makes no difference If you love work or not If you dream your holiday Hand on a door knob Out with your friends and Fun in the sun now That's when the phone rings Friday evening and I'm all alone at home And all my friends are having fun Another week and I'll leave the machine on Next time he calls He'll hear my voice Saying nice and clear Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go I'm out having fun in the sun With my friends Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go Whoops now Sorry I can't go I'm out having fun in the sun With my friends With my friends With my friends With my friends With my friends |
Who Wrote Whoops Now By Janet Jackson?
Janet Jackson
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What's The Duration Of The Whoops Now By Janet Jackson?The duration of Whoops Now is 4:07 minutes and seconds. |
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