Starbucks

She's silver rich, I cannot take no more yeah Don't want to quit but that's a pretty nice door yeah I got a bed, it really cost a fortune I go away and it's too big without you You got it good; you know how good we got it You got it bad; you know how bad we got it I wouldn't swap it for a job in Starbucks Wouldn't swap it for a job in Starbucks Come on, you can have your own way Come on, you can have your own say So long, I'll miss him when he's gone You don't know what it is; you don't know what it is yeah He works an automatic, Mr. Clean but I doubt it He's got to have his say Who needs him anyway? Don't get your kind of music He lets the others choose it He thinks you kids are freaks He wants you off the streets Come on, you can have your own way Come on, you can have your own say So long, I'll miss him when he's gone You don't know what it is, you don't know what it is yeah Come on, you can have your own way Come on, you can have your own say So long, I'll miss him when he's gone You don't know what it does to me You don't know what it means to me I take it as far as it goes I don't want to know what I know It's too late to talk about it And I ain't changing any of it Don't listen to us Don't want your job in Starbucks Don't want your job in Starbucks Don't want your job in Starbucks Don't want your job in Starbucks Come on, you can have your own way Come on, you can have your own say So long, you miss it when it's gone You don't know what it is You don't know what it is yeah Come on, you can have your own way Come on, you can have your own say So long, you'll miss him when he's gone You don't know what it is You don't know what it is yeah