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Traded in my tenis shoes, for steal-toed rubber bootsI got my own uniform to wearThey've living me a plastic hat,ear pluegs and a funny neat for my hairIm well prepared Time comes when you have to choose,Ocupation you cant useWell. I say it should be something you likeBut hard times just don't allowPoor boy to be cosà how he providesHow you get by (Chorus)Watch out now, here they comeMy God, What
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