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Belle and Sebastion - Step into my office, Baby

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
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