Monday, July 30, 2007
Working all day for a mean little manWith a clip-on tie and a rub-on tanHe's got me running 'round the office like a dog around a trackBut when I get home,You're always there to rub my backHey Julie,Look what they're doing to meTrying to trip me upTrying to wear me downJulie, I swear, it's so hard to bear itAnd I'd never make it through without you aroundHours on the phone making pointless callsI got a desk full of papers that means nothing at allSometimes I catch myself staring into spaceCounting down the hours 'til I get to see your faceHey Julie,Look what they're doing to meTrying to trip me upTrying to wear me downJulie, I swear, it's so hard to bear itAnd I'd never make it through with out you aroundNo, I'd never make it through with out you around[Bridge]How did it come to beThat you and I must beFar away from each other every day?Why must I spend my timeFilling up my mindWith facts and figures that never add up anyway?They never add up anywayWorking all day for a mean little guyWith a bad toupee and a soup-stained tieHe's got me running 'round the officeLike a gerbil on a wheelHe can tell me what to doBut he can't tell me what to feelHey Julie,Look what they're doing to meTrying to trip me upTrying to wear me downJulie, I swear, it's so hard to bear itAnd I'd never make it through with out you aroundNo, I'd never make it through without you aroundNo, I'd never make it through with out you around
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