I need a new job. I need a new place
To look in the eyes of a new bosses face
It wasn’t my choice to leave where I was
And I wasn’t fired. I left just because…
…I wasn’t so comfortable with this chick
Who bounced all around and it made me quite sick
She spoke all about me, her tone was not fair.
I came up behind her and gave her a stare.
I said to her firmly that I would not take
her callous behavior. She’s terribly fake.
And other employees, they did slide her way
So I up and hightailed it, I fled away
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