Ode to Gabe's Old Job

oh job oh job oh jobby job job
i sweat and I bled, i cry and I sob
but in the end, i couldn't take it no more
"on the bed or the floor"
"my knees are getting week, my back is too sore"
Stop that train, I want to get off
It was an average night backstage at a show
i seen this "girly" that I know she was a cutie and Yo!
She had it goin on, from her head to her feet
Her shape was so petit and so unique
The was hot as a skillet taken from a flame-

Job-it was fun while it lasted, but I think my stop has arrived and I must go.