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Johnny boy's not suitable for work
Filing cabinets lean away from him
Secretary's having forty fits right now
Only coping with sly shots of gin
Good job he's got the skinny on the boss
Or he'd be outta there, in the bin
Facial tics, being sick, sly, quietly
D'ya see the colour just drain right out of him?
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Jane's shamed in the meeting of the team
It's not her fault he's assaulting all about
The vacant stare, barely there, just grinds his teeth
He boils over, starts to scream and shout
Lyrics © Will James 2009