i left garden city kansas with a ticket and again to say new york
i type 80 words a minute so your corporation let me go to work
i fetch paper clips and coffee even help you dodge your domineering wife
mr walker it's all over i don't like the new york secretary's life
in this building there's a crowd of guys with old familiar thoughts upon their minds
yeah and that's a lot of hands are reaching out to *** the things that i consider mine
and the president pursues me even though he's old and a hair of turning one
mr walker it's all over i don't like the new york secretary's life
there's a flat in greenwich village that i took because the subway wasn't far
far yeah but there's a trumpet player upstairs and below me there's a jumping all night bar
and a frost of bitter cake i have to share the
place with bugs and big old mice
mr walker it's all over i don't like the new york secretary's life
your sweetheart in person else that i should give her written notice like the rest
so i wrote goodbye with my brightest lipstick right across her big expensive desk
you'd better call the times and tell them but you're wanted at right back in classified
mr walker it's all over i don't like the new york secretary's life
well there's a greyhound at the station and a mom at home with open arms for me
yeah and garden city's looking better every night
oh no not for a minute now since i have learned to sing
and the boy next door don't know it but come june he's gonna gain himself a lie
mr walker it's all over i don't like the new york secretary's life
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walker it's all over i don't like the new york secretary