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Slavin'

away
All for you my
And nothin to show for it
my dusty old book full of pictures
A dusty old
me a story
Bout how i so tired
my slavin' away

I ran off
Put on corduroy knickers that i got the coal shovelin' kid
And in a rickety old ford
Hitchhiked in a rattly old norton car
Down strange
In the purrin' rain, as the put it
On up to st.
On a cold day in the middle of the

And they picked me up for not wearin a
And my sentence
If i wore somethin with a that was pink
And i scrubbed up on somebody's
So now i catch the canadian
And not be too specific, somewhere up north
And get into lumber and slumber i like
And in the spring ride down into cheyenne on my

I out the window
And i stuck my head out the
And the snow was so slow...
And the sky was but so gray...

away
And all for nothin' my
and washin in the morning
And at 9:25
I assemble six of little plastic christmas trees
And put in the blue
On kid toy cell with borg batteries
And then on to the machine
Stick the labels on t-shirts
And the on pull-over jumpers for the uk

Slavin'
All for you my
And i've to show for it
I've to show for it

I could see her lookin in the at me
if it wasn't plain for everyone to see
Nothin seemed to turn out how it might be
I could see her doubting now all had gone and went
That anything she got was equal that she'd spent
That she seemed to get back what that she'd lent

Anyway they did a son
And by the time he was married and i at his wedding too at holy trinity
I was director myself
in the basement twice a week
I demanded be in peak condition
And everything seemed to be going well
I got well with the priest...