It was in the evening paper under General Vacancy
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"Part time man required in a local factory"
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I put my Sunday suit on and I gave my old boots a brush
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I got on my old two wheeler as I was in a rush
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"Wait over there in the queue, come here when I call your name."
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There's about ten or twenty part time men, they all look just the same
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"Alfred Webster?" a¢æ¡° "Yes, that's me." a¢æ¡° "Kindly come this way."
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With fingers crossed I follow him and I hope it's my lucky day
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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(That's all)
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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With shaky hand I started to the best that I was able
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The man I had come to see smiled across the table
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I filled in all questions, name, address and occupation
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What I did in World War Three, and my present situation
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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(That's all, that's all)
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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I went back to the waiting room and they asked me what he said
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Before I had time to answer a woman came out and shook her head
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Returned from where I came from to my old and faithful cat
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I turned off the light in my eyes and that's the end, that
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Oh yeah
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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(All I wanted to be was a part time man)
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All I wanted to be was a part time man
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(That's all, that's all, that's all)
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Part Time Man
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| Manfred Mann's Earth Band |
