Tom-
I didn't know you liked Eddie Cochran?! Great, isn't he? I wrote the first verses to a new Ford song:
Written by A. P. Worker
You call yourself an industrial engineer
But you probably couldn't draw a glass of beer
Oh you say you have a TASK, well you can kiss my frickin' ass
You dirty-ass, job-cutting motherfricker.
Oh, you're roaming through the racks and down the aisles
We can smell you from a quarter of a mile,
There's gonna be a bloody fight, gonna hit that bright red light,
You dirty-ass, job-cutting motherfricker.
(Sung to the tune "She's Comin' Round The Mountain.")
See you pal.
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