"Workin' For MCA" lyrics

Seven years of hard luck coming down on me
From the Florida border, yeah, up to Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, Mr. Every Honky Tonk
Along come Mr. Yankee Slicker saying, "Maybe you're what I want"

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Give you lots of money
Working for MCA

Nine thousand 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 my money, mister, maybe you won't get a scar

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Give you lots of money
Working for MCA

Oh, suckers took my money since I was seventeen
And if it ain't no pencil pusher, then it gotta be a honky-tonk queen
Now I'll sign my contract, baby, I want you people to know
Every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Give you lots of money
Working for MCA