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She worked in a laundry pressin' shirts and pants Eight hours a day at that iron she'd stand 'Bout every thirty minutes somebody said Man, it's hot in here She tied up her hair but she wouldn't cut it off 'Cause Robbie Lee likes it better when it's lone And at night they'd meet at the cold spot And drink some beer And every mornin' when she'd clock in she'd say One of these days, I'm getting out of here Yeah one of these days, 'cause I'm too good for this place Now I don't mean that like it sounds But I'm not gonna be held down Things are gonna change One of these days One Friday she said, That's it, I'm quittin' We all thought that she was just kidding' When we came back from lunch she didn't And that was it Somebody said they'd seen her downtown Bags all packed steppin' on a Greyhound Robbie Lee watchin' his world come down around him I can't count the times I heard her say Letras de cancionesOne of these days, I'm getting out of here Yeah one of these days, 'cause I'm too good for this place Now I don't mean that like it sounds But I'm not gonna be held down Things are gonna change One of these days That girl wasn't nobody's fool Bet she's workin' somewhere cool And I'm startin' to think One of these days, I'm getting out of here Yeah one of these days, 'cause I'm too good for this place Now I don't mean that like it sounds But I'm not gonna be held down Things are gonna change One of these days Yeah one of these days Yeah, one of these days From Letras Mania