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Saturday morning comes and goes without too much on my mind
Except maybe lunch
I walk down to the shops just to move
Feel a bit rough from last night
I may have drunk a bit too much
A lady in the supermarket approaches way too fast
And her eyes are intense and she spits a little bit when she asks
Where do you keep the pasta
I dunno aisle three
Well can you get it for me
I just want a Gatorade but she rolls her eyes so I kind of lose it
Hey
I don't work here and if I did
I would not sell you shit
Hey
I don't work here but maybe I should
That way I could hide all of the things you want from you
Hey
I don't work here but if I did
Would I be wearing a dirty white singlet
Ya fool
Hey
I don't work here but maybe I should
Silly me
I've had the pasta all along
Fuck you
Oh woah oh
Oh woah oh
Oh woah oh
I don't work here
Oh woah oh
Oh woah oh
Oh woah oh
I don't work here
Saturday arvo comes and goes and I'm feeling pretty great
I made a middle-aged woman cry today
Walking on the hot sand at Bondi Beach
I take a rest in the lifeguard tower shade
My foresight readies me for melee
A man runs from the surf and approaches way too fast
With a bluebottle across his chest
He shakes me as he asks
You gotta save my kid
What kind of lifeguard
I can't really swim are you then
I'm just here to take a nap
But he rolls his eyes so I kind of snap
Hey
I don't work here and if I did
I would not save your kid
Hey
I don't work here but maybe I should
That way I could help relieve that nasty sting for you
Hey
I don't work here but if I did
Would I make a race car out of sand then fall asleep
Hey
I don't work here but maybe I should
But maybe I should
Maybe I should
Should do what, uh save my son
What about my son
No get a job
He's drowning
Your son's fine
He just swims weird
And you shouldn't hold that
Oh my God thank you
I can't begin to against him
He's gone
Saturday night comes and goes without too much on my mind
Just kicking a ball down the street
I give it too much juice and it flies over the fence of my local NASA compound
Just bear with me
Guards are all passed out
It seems there's been a planned attack
The alarm is blaring loud but I'm the only one intact
I try to phone for help but unfortunately there's an alien transmitting itself to NASA screens specifically
Give us ya planet
Okay I don't
Let me find someone alright
Just relax
Give us ya planet
I, I, I said, okay
We're under attack
Give us ya planet
Okay I don't have the authority to do that
I just came to get my ball but it's been a long day so I speak for us all
Hey
I don't work here and if I did
I would not surrender shit
Hey
I don't work here but maybe I should
That way I could take a trip to Mars and strangle you
Hey
I don't work here but if I did
Do you think the president of Earth has a fuckin' mullet
Hey
I don't work here but maybe I should
That way I could put my planetary fist in you
Maybe I should
That way I could teach your kid to drown in front of you
Maybe I should
That way I could hide all of the linguini from you
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Rendu célèbre par Tom Cardy
Auteur-Compositeur : Thomas Cardy
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Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Hey I Don't Work Here rendu célèbre par Tom Cardy