stella41b
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Joined: 10/16/2007 From: SW London (UK) Status: offline
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I keep hearing you're concerned 'bout this financial mess But all this thought you're giving this is conscience I guess If I were walking in your shoes I wouldn't worry now While you and your friends are worryin' about me I'm having lots of fun Counting the hours in my job, that don't bother me at all My search for a doctor goes on without an adequate medical plan Smoking cigarettes and worrying how I'm going to get through Now don't tell me, this makes me feel blue Last night I went to Walmart pretending I was on the town But you know the prices are all going up, none are coming down So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doing fine You can always find me here counting every dime Counting the hours in my job, that don't bother me at all My search for a doctor goes on without an adequate medical plan Smoking cigarettes and worrying how I'm going to get through Now don't tell me, this makes me feel blue It's good to see you I must go I know I look a fright Anyway I've spent too much time here on these boards posting shite And I must admit I'm not accustomed to living on the streets So I must go back to my job and make my day complete Counting the hours in my job, that don't bother me at all My search for a doctor goes on without an adequate medical plan Smoking cigarettes and worrying how I'm going to get through Now don't tell me, this makes me feel blue original song 'Flowers on the wall' by The Statler Brothers
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