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All my day I sit and wait
There is no point of debate
I wait for people to get dressed
I suppose they do their best
When that's done, then I must drive
It's a wonder I'm alive
I arrive and wait some more
My car needs a revolving door
Drop one off and pick one up
My ice is melting in my cup
Gas eventually runs low
And still I go and go and go
Once I've dropped everyone off
I look at the clock and scoff
I've just got time to grab a bite
But I must keep the clock in sight
Before I know it time has come
And now once more I must run
To pick them all up one time more
And drop them to their home and door
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