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It takes all kinds To keep this world in place It's a fragile balance That let's us swing through space So everybody's Got their job to do And girl I guess The job I've got Is cryin' over you And I should get a gold watch For all the years I gave And I should get some interest now For all the dues I've paid I don't know why I love you, It's just the job I do I'm your registered, certified Card carryin' fool If I was in the army There'd be medals that I'd get If I ws in the circus, At least I"d have a net If I was an electrician, I might could find a spark And if I could be a surgeon,Girl, SongtexteI might could find your heart But I keep bending over backwards Just to be your limbo man while you drop that stick another notch Every chance you can I don't know why I love you, It's just the job I do I'm your registered, certified Card carryin' fool Ah, if I was a gambler I might have better luck If I was mathematician I could make it all add up But when it comes down to it All I want to do Is be your registered, certified Card carryin' fool. Yeah, when it comes down to it All I want to do Is be your registered, certified Card carryin' fool... Aus Songtexte Mania