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
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