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Belle And Sebastian – Step Into My Office, Baby lyrics
She called me up today
Meet me down at the old cafe
I jumped into the shower
I was getting my marching orders
We need to talk with you
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
And a chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
She'd never stand for any lies
She's got an "out" tray full of guys
I could sense a breath, a whole new feeling
Now she says she wants to call a meeting
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
And a chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
I'm a slave to work
I'm only living when I walk amongst the office staff
And catch up with the office wag
I'll be in bed by nine
My curtains drawn
My thoughts composed
I get to work on time
She gave me some dictation
But my strength is in administration
I took down all she said
I even took down her little red dress
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
I've been pushing for a raise
Been pushing now for days
My output is in decline
I was burned out after Thatcher
My banner I laid down with a sigh
Now I doubt if I'll ever catch her
I've got to change my ways
Dress for business every day
A sharp suit and a kipper tie
A big arrow pointing to my fly
Have you shaved for work yet, baby?
Don't go where the boss is, baby
We need to talk
Step into my office baby
I want to give you the job
And a chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
Meet me down at the old cafe
I jumped into the shower
I was getting my marching orders
We need to talk with you
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
And a chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
She'd never stand for any lies
She's got an "out" tray full of guys
I could sense a breath, a whole new feeling
Now she says she wants to call a meeting
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
And a chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
I'm a slave to work
I'm only living when I walk amongst the office staff
And catch up with the office wag
I'll be in bed by nine
My curtains drawn
My thoughts composed
I get to work on time
She gave me some dictation
But my strength is in administration
I took down all she said
I even took down her little red dress
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
I've been pushing for a raise
Been pushing now for days
My output is in decline
I was burned out after Thatcher
My banner I laid down with a sigh
Now I doubt if I'll ever catch her
I've got to change my ways
Dress for business every day
A sharp suit and a kipper tie
A big arrow pointing to my fly
Have you shaved for work yet, baby?
Don't go where the boss is, baby
We need to talk
Step into my office baby
I want to give you the job
And a chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
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