Letra de Step Into My Office, Baby - Belle And Sebastian
Letra de canci�n de Step Into My Office, Baby de Belle And Sebastian lyrics
She called me up today
Meet me down at the old café
I jumped into the shower
I was getting my marching orders
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
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�m going to give you the job
I�m pushing for a raise
I�ve been pushing now for days
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
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My curtains drawn
My thoughts composed
I get to work on time
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
I�ve got to change my ways
Dress for business every day
A smart suit and a kipper tie
A big arrow pointing to my fly
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of better pay
Can you start today?
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
Meet me down at the old café
I jumped into the shower
I was getting my marching orders
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
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�m going to give you the job
I�m pushing for a raise
I�ve been pushing now for days
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
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/step-into-my-office--baby-belle-and-sebastian.php
My curtains drawn
My thoughts composed
I get to work on time
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
I�ve got to change my ways
Dress for business every day
A smart suit and a kipper tie
A big arrow pointing to my fly
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of better pay
Can you start today?
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