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At the counter I dropped offa piece of paper on the tablecloth of red ginghammy name and address was neatly pressed on the headerI was looking for a joband when I found a jobI took it out on everyone I knewButtons on a lapelan occasion I know too wellperhaps today they'll let me go home earlyWhen I was poor and alonethere was a peaceful tone...to the watch you gave me last christmasI wish someone would have prepared us for this when we were youngerI'm not ashamed to say that I would be happy to never complete an honest day's workI would just float around town sipping cups of coffee and waiting for buses to take me to museumsmy sister doesn't agreeshe works too much and worries too much...and laughs too muchjust look where it's put herthe poor thingSun rises but it also sets - your not done with me yetof all the places I'd like to be it's...in a room with no TVan open window and companyand smiling faces to say that they missed me From Letras Mania