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Well, your girlfriend,
Asked you into her house,
And you meet her folks,
They say that your hair's too long,
And you're not that kind of bloke,
They grab you by the collar,
And they throw you to the door.

You don't have to be in the army,
To fight in the war.

You're working very hard,
To get promotion at your job,
And arrive late one morning,
Just because you missed the bus,
The foreman says you're fired,
'Cause your punctuality's poor.

You don't have to be in the army,
To fight in the war.

You go into a hotel,
To get put up for the night,
They say that you're can't stay there,
Just because your shirt ain't white,
You're tired and you're hungry,
You cannot walk no more.

You don't have to be in the army,
To fight in the war.

Ain't no money,
Ain't no woman,
Ain't no roof above your head.

So you lay down in the park,
And you wish that you were dead,
The force say that you're trespassing,
They kick you in the jaw.

You don't have to be in the army,
To fight in the war.

You don't have to be in the army,
To fight in the war.
(x5)

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