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Angie Fisher - I.R.S. Lyrics


Angie Fisher – I.R.S. Lyrics

2000 bucks would save my life,
200 bucks would ease the pain,
The I.R.S. is on my case,
But I refuse to let them make me go insane.

2000 bucks would pay the rent,
200 bucks and 14 cents.
Right about now would be enough some complement?
So that I don’t have to sell my instrument?

I’m aware, I’m aware, I’m aware,
That pressure makes diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
My mamma told me, my mamma told me
That a girl’s mouth doesn’t get paid

2000 bucks would save my life,
200 bucks would ease the pain,
But I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse
To let them make me, to let them make me go
Insane.

I’m talking ’bout the I.R.S. (the I.R.S.)
The I.R.S. (the I.R.S.)
The I.R.S. (the I.R.S.)
The I.R.S. (the I.R.S.)
The I.R.S. (the I.R.S.)
There’s only 3 letters
That can come and cut up this stress
The I.R.S. (the I.R.S.)

[Lyrics to I.R.S. by Angie Fisher]

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