It takes all kinds to keep 

  this world in place

It's a fragile balance that

  let's us spin through space

So everybody's got their job to do

  and girl I guess the job

I've got is cryin' over you



And I should get a gold watch

  for all the years I gave

I should get some interest now

  for all the dues I've paid

I don't know why I love you,

  it's just the job I do

I'm your registered, certified

  card carryin' fool



If I was in the army

  there'd be medals that I'd get

If I ws in the circus,

  at least I"d have a net

If I was an electrician,

  I might could find a spark

And if I could be a surgeon,

  Girl, I might could find your heart



But I keep bending over backwards

  just to be your limbo man

while you drop that stick

  another notch every chance you can



I don't know why I love you,

  it's just the job I do

I'm your registered, certified

  card carryin' fool



Oh if I was a gambler

  I might have better luck

If I was mathematician

  I could make it all add up

But when it comes down to it

  all I want to do

Is be your registered, certified

 card carryin' fool.