Step Into My Office, Baby
Dec. 18th, 2003 10:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
csberryShe 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
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
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
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'm going to give you the job
I'm pushing for a raise
I've 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
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of better pay
Say my place at nine?
I confess, I'm one of those people that pay little to no attention to lyrics. I'm very into harmonies and phonic dynamics. So to finally pay attention to the lyrics to a song I really love to listen to and find that it's really good is very nice. If you haven't heard Belle & Sebastian's "Step..." and like XTC, Beatles, or Jellyfish, you must download it or go down to your local record store and give it a listen!
Meet me down at the old cafe
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'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
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'm going to give you the job
I'm pushing for a raise
I've 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
We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of better pay
Say my place at nine?
I confess, I'm one of those people that pay little to no attention to lyrics. I'm very into harmonies and phonic dynamics. So to finally pay attention to the lyrics to a song I really love to listen to and find that it's really good is very nice. If you haven't heard Belle & Sebastian's "Step..." and like XTC, Beatles, or Jellyfish, you must download it or go down to your local record store and give it a listen!
