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Big Star

I work at the Big Star on old 405

I make 6 bucks an hour and I work steady nights

Well it might not be much but it's all that I need

In that little glass booth in that highway to dreamsI was not that good of a student at school

But this life taught me lessons that made me no fool

Oh my mom and dad raised me by that golden rule

In a world that gets ruthless, a world that gets cruelFill'er up, let me check your oil, sir

Cash or card, let me get your change

Just turn right when you see that big church sign

Just go straight and you'll be on your wayI had me a girl once and my ring she wore

But her father said, she could not see me no more

Oh, I know it'd be different if I weren't so poor

So I'm writing these songs, trying to open some doorsWell that's enough, crying over used to be's

Got to write these songs get that girl back to me

I'm a man with conviction, I've got things to do

When that sun starts a rising

Oh, when that sun starts a rising my night shifts are through

I work at the Big Star on ol' 405

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