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Outsourced

I sent all jobs to Mexico
and did not shed a tear
I’ll make more cash, the stock will soar
by bonus time next year

Now sales are down, no one’s employed
there’s economic fear
Guess I forgot: no jobs = no sales
cuz my customers are here

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