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I had a job in your father's factory
And since it's been closed
You no longer factor me into your life

With a baby in your belly
And you're a wife to your hubby
You took a knife and a glove
To the fabric of our love

She didn't even cry
When the factory closed its doors
And how it survived
All those world Wars and then me

In the papers I read,
“Insolvency”, is what I dread
They solved the problem of our love
In the office up above

I called your dad crying' and hopin'
That some day and some way
The factory would reopen

He said to hang up and stop all your mopin’
There's no day and no way
The factory will reopen

There will be no day and no way
The factory will reopen

I got a job at the home for the blind
It's not a real job, I just go from time to time

And of course
There’s another baby in your belly
And you're divorced from your hubby
I've been outsourced, I've been let go

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