I think I'm gonna have to call in sick
Hey, Mr. Supervisor
I think I'm gonna have to call in sick
Can't leave my baby like this
There's one thing I can't stand
Is leaving you so early in the morning
This 9 to 5 I have is surely getting too mean
For the third time this week
I think I'm gonna have to call in sick
If I leave you now I'll be losing, losing my mind
I hope we never get tired
Hey, Mr. Supervisor
And I never have to go to work
No one knocking on my door
Disrespecting the no-disturbance
No baby crying
No horn blowing
Just the whisper of our voices
All day long
Hey, follow me now
Last night on the weather forecast
Me had to do the list when the weatherman was saying
Something another about surface
Best draft and overcast
But I heard him say that it would be raining
Me call me Supervisor, fake two-car
Tell him me no feel so well
So then I will be staying home
So now me and my baby laying down
On the radio, the berries I'm explaining
I hope we never get tired
And I never have to go to work
No one knocking on my door
Disrespecting the no-disturbance
No one knocking on my door
Disrespecting the no-disturbance
No baby crying
No horn blowing
Just the whisper of our voices
All day long
Me and you alone, I told my reeling like this
No noise, just the whisper of our voices
Some ae be girl with grey pretenses
I fly these phones off
On all electronic devices
I remember that this flight can take us
Any where but to our destination
We'll be tranquility and total peace
I feel like station
Yes, it's like
a permanent vacation
I feel like
feeling the resignation
Because
We never get tired
And I never have to go to work
Never have to go to work
Knockin' on the door
Me and you alone
And I know this
No, this is our class
No way we cryin'
No more blowin'
No way we cryin'
No more blowin'
Just a whisper of you
Can make me be brave
When you present it
With the option
The decision's automatic
Lie down right beside you
I'll go sit down in the traffic
Me and you
I call the loafer
Full each other
Kiss all the spend
A long miserable day
Inna the office
You remember
Call the doctor
We need a letter
Because I sure said
On the creek
I won't be feelin' better
And you can give your boss
Some notice
Inna 30 weeks
You're going to need
My turn to leave
You hear me, you hear me
Oh, we never get tired
No, no, no
And I never have to go to work
Need you so
No more knockin' on the door
Just a whisper of you
No way we cryin'
No way we cryin'
No more blowin'
Just a whisper of our voices
Just a whisper of our voices
On the ground
We never get tired
And I never have to go
No more knockin' on the door