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It takes all kinds to keep this world in place It's a fragile balance that let's us spin 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 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, I 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 Oh 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.