One Job... May Change My Life
It's too bad my Dedication and Sophistication wouldn't cut it ,
they say I need the Education
I say make it so that we can get it
Time passes by
Each hour becomes a year
Every minute is your hope increasing
Every second is the price adding up
then its time
Im not saying its bad
it's just Money I don't have..Money Im looking for...
that dream job
that one job
that will take care of you
for the rest of your life
your wife with benefits
the stimulus package
so even though the hours are still ticking for me
soon it will be time
for that one job
that may change my life
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