MY JOB
I lived today for today.......
I worked today feeling bad.....
The time and the pay.....
Was the fun I had.....
I only sell tires, and plugs....
And share some smiles.........
Rusty old lugs......
WD 40 and files......
I'll jack up the car.....
Undo the lug nuts.....
My mind might be far off......
But the door never shuts.....
I'll do my best.....
To treat them all the same......
I change tires......
But Denise is my name........
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