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The leaflets are coming

How many times can we say and admit
"I LOVE MY JOB!!!"
'Coz every time someone asks me
What I do
They make me feel ashamed
But I am not afraid, to claim
To be a paper girl
'Coz I got papers in my trunk
Ready to deliver this junk
Paper is paper (the leaflets are coming)
What you gonna do when you pass the 'no junk mail' sign?
'Coz they giving me a hard time (the leaflets are coming)
Walking down two steps, another five more
Mail box out through the door
You bring home 20
I take out 10
The papers are coming, the papers are coming
WHAT YOU GONNA DO!?
It's piling up fast
How long do we have to live with this
And how long will this last?
You can  laugh about it now
I'm doing my job and I'm doing it proud
Aunty says" Every dollar and every cent counts"
I'm saving it up, I'm saving it up
And I give it my all
You can laugh at the fact that
You don't wanna help
But when you bring home an extra 60
I'm taking out 30  more
I'll keep on going 'til my feet are sore
You got a problem with dat?
You got a problem with dat?
Don't mess with my papers
Or I'll mess with yours
Paper is paper
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Written by lyricalpoem5
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