I Don't Make Much Money

I don’t make much money from this job I work I mostly stand still all day ‘till my body starts to hurt Now I know you’ll say something snarky, and might act like a jerk But I don’t make much money from this job that I work

I don’t exactly fancy this job I have to do But if I get fired, Lord knows that I’m screwed I won’t have enough money for my apartment, heat, or food I don’t make much money from this job that I do

Garret Schuelke

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I don’t make much from this job I work
I mostly stand still all day ‘till my body to hurt
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