How did we get from the top of the world to the bottom of the heap?
I don’t recall you mentioning the boss is such a creep
We still have the ingredients to make this summer sweet
(Well) I got rags instead of riches
And all these dirty dishes
Just wish I had three wishes
Okay guys, listen up

We’ve got to work… work… to work this out
We’ll make things right… the sun will shine
If we work… work… there’ll be no doubt
We can still save the summer… if we work this out

Dude… what have you gotten us into?
Come on… we can totally turn this thing around

I’d rather face a seven-footer straight up in the post (yeah)
That sure beats hangin’ here…
And burnin’ someone’s toast (uh huh)
I needed Benjamins but this ain’t worth the stress
Maybe there’s a better way to fix this greasy mess

We’re a champion team
A well-oiled machine
And we’ve faced tougher problems than this
I know it’s a grind
But I’m sure we can find
A way to have fun while we get this job done

We’ve got to work… work… to work this out
We’ll make things right… the sun will shine
Got to work… work… there’ll be no doubt
If we all come together… we can work this out

Let’s work it!

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
A little bit of sugar
A little bit of butter
It’s the perfect recipe
Payday
It’ll taste so sweet
Payday
Good enough to eat

Gonna make some motion pictures
Hit the mall with all my sisters
Get tickets to the Knicks and Sixers
Kick it with the music mixers
Buy a ride that suits my style
Lounge around the pool awhile
Make a date with my favourite girl

We’ve got it made

We’ve got to work… work… to work this out
We’ll make things right… the sun will shine
If we work… work… there’ll be no doubt
We can still save the summer… if we work this out
Work this… gotta work this
We can work this out