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I want a corporate position With a retirement plan I want to suck my bosses ass So I can work a shit job 'til I die I work hard all day I can't think of a better way to live my life All I want Is some kids to rule and to beat my wife Mercedes Benz and a secretary And golf with my boss It's not pretty But that's upper class living costs But I know I'll never change Gotta pay for that radar range And my personal airplane bill And all those diet pills I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit All those bills to pay 9 to 5 for 40 years Letras de cancionesAnd then I'm free If I work real hard So they don't fire me Pull some strings And steal the job of my best friend Tough shit boy But all good work comes to an end And I know I'll never change Got a date on that driving range And work on the perfect tan Gonna be a respected man I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit Now I'm feared and hated In the world of high finance People tremble in terror At the mere mention of my name And when I get the key To the executive toilet I'll look up and say Thanks Dad Now I'm here to say Work my way Up that ladder of corporate slime My Dad says That someday this'll all be mine Big money So much it'll never all be spent But I'll try Maybe next I'll buy a president And I know I'll never change Got to get on the stock exchange Have a drink in the club Got a party in my hot tub I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit I got a shit job, shit job, oh shit A shit job, shit job, oh shit From Letras Mania