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I knew a girl, she said she loved me so.
Said, "I don't care for you at all.
I can do better than you and that's just what I plan to do."
I won't marry you, there's too much to do.
Take my hand and you'll fall.
I know when I've made a girl cry,
I know when I've made a girl cry,
I know when I've made a girl cry,
That I've done my job.
I'm not grateful for anything that I have.
Not the food on my plate, not the clothes on my back.
Not the world laid at my feet,
Not the daily sunshine that I meet.
Not the way my parents loved me so.
Not the upper-middle class life that I know.
I won't marry you, there's too much to do.
Take my hand and you'll fall.
I know when I've made a girl cry,
I know when I've made a girl cry,
I know when I've made a girl cry,
That I've done my job.
Da, da da da da da da
I've done my job.
I've done my job time and time again