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You sit in church on Sunday Running figures in your head You plan tomorrow's meetings As I slip off to bed No time for the children's homework Lord, you never take a rest You can't let the simple things Interfere with your success White collar man With a briefcase in your hand Can you hear your children call from your backyard They need you in their world right now More than things that you grew up without Precious time is running through your hands White collar man You can't unwind on the weekends Like you did in our younger days The deadlines and promotions I can read them on your face Your family need attention And you need some time alone What you gave at the office There's not much left when you get home White collar man With a briefcase in your hand Can you hear your children call from your backyard They need you in their world right now More than things that you grew up without Precious time is running through your hands White collar man Can't you see they need you in their world right now More than things that you grew up without Precious time is running through your hands White collar man