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It's a nine mile walk from the office to the pumps
Sometimes you think you're gonna drop
In the end you're filthy dirty, h*rny, and p*ssed off
And before you can leave you gotta sweep the fkin' shop
It's a real real b*tch to be workin' for the man
But s**t, I do it well, so what the fk
I could probably wash dishes at some other fkin' dump
But it's all the same to me, bustin' as* to make a buck
So read 'em up and stick 'em
Pump that fker good
Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump
Get your fingers outta your as*
And pump some f*gg*t's gas
And think about how bad New Hope sucks
And it's a pi*s poor life when the ladies fire you up
And then you check their oil and know you're fked
'Cause no one wants a loser who works for 5 an hour
Smells like gas, looks like s**t, works in the rain and rude as hell
Now I can fix a tire like Hurricane Melinda
I know that I'm the best for what it's worth
So if I choose to help you don't look like you expect it
'Cause it's a gift that God gave me at birth
So read 'em up and stick 'em
Pump that fker good
Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump
Get your fingers outta your as*
And pump some f*gg*t's gas
And think about how bad New Hope sucks, woohoo!
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