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The waitress doesn't smile The cabbie doesn't speak The salesman is all business (This hasn't been his week) The boss is rude and angry He drives us all to tears The barber flails his scissors And almost cuts my ears This band of moaners and groaners Is no treat for a happiness glutton The only grin I've seen all week Was on a "SMILE" button
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
The Pursuit of Happiness
The waitress doesn't smile The cabbie doesn't speak The salesman is all business (This hasn't been his week) The boss is rude and angry He drives us all to tears The barber flails his scissors And almost cuts my ears This band of moaners and groaners Is no treat for a happiness glutton The only grin I've seen all week Was on a "SMILE" button
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Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
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